[ it's a recognizable feeling, as if he'd somehow found rei again in this, though he knows it isn't his sister before him, giving him gentle hands to be comforted by, giving him a promise to latch onto as he watches the world continue to sink around him. but it's a familial feeling all the same, recognition with the words they've exchanged with one another, the knowledge of monsters and terrors that they've both have had to face and resist becoming.
he knows nothing of her past and yet, he knows the weight she upon these shoulders, of the antlers tucked along her chest. and when she cradles him down to her, he doesn't feel the horrors that she wears; he has many of his own, even if they don't protrude out from his skin, all worn in the scars along his body and the ghosts that display themselves openly in this room. they share both fear and strength in all of this, in everything that seems to haunt them, as they fight to simply survive through their respective nightmares.
what's left unspoken is his own promise, in not just relying on her willingness to hold him up, but in his conviction in doing the same, in making sure the terrors never catch up to her. even if he's let down so many in the past, including rei in this very room, he'll make the promise all the same.
right now, he finds himself safe in her embrace and it isn't until she speaks that he even considers the idea that he's meant to leave it.
for a moment, he doesn't move at all, reluctant to answer, but with a long sigh, nose brushing slight against her collar, he draws himself slowly back, peering to her eyes briefly before he turns, gaze falling to the young girl in the corner of the room.
his voice is a dry rasp when he speaks like a sighed breath. ] Yeah.
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he knows nothing of her past and yet, he knows the weight she upon these shoulders, of the antlers tucked along her chest. and when she cradles him down to her, he doesn't feel the horrors that she wears; he has many of his own, even if they don't protrude out from his skin, all worn in the scars along his body and the ghosts that display themselves openly in this room. they share both fear and strength in all of this, in everything that seems to haunt them, as they fight to simply survive through their respective nightmares.
what's left unspoken is his own promise, in not just relying on her willingness to hold him up, but in his conviction in doing the same, in making sure the terrors never catch up to her. even if he's let down so many in the past, including rei in this very room, he'll make the promise all the same.
right now, he finds himself safe in her embrace and it isn't until she speaks that he even considers the idea that he's meant to leave it.
for a moment, he doesn't move at all, reluctant to answer, but with a long sigh, nose brushing slight against her collar, he draws himself slowly back, peering to her eyes briefly before he turns, gaze falling to the young girl in the corner of the room.
his voice is a dry rasp when he speaks like a sighed breath. ] Yeah.