[He's so kind. Maybe he's why she was never really afraid of Death, why she never really saw a need to run from the inevitability. Death could be chased, could be fought, but never truly defeated.
When she feels his arms around her, she closes her eyes and swallows hard. There will be a lot to explain later, and explanations are a pain -- more Mitsuru's thing than hers!! -- but if it's for Ryoji, of course she can.
He's warm and solid beneath her, easing some of the chill she'd been feeling deep in her bones since she'd woken up here. Maybe it's a side-effect of the Seal, or maybe something else entirely, but it helps, even if she can't help but shiver a bit.]
I'm really glad to see you again, Ryoji-kun, [she murmurs, pressing her face into his shoulder and taking a deep, steadying breath. There's a part of her that might want to tear up or cry, but she forces that away. Nobody likes it when a girl cries. As soon as she trusts herself to, she draws back, not entirely out of his arms, but just enough so she can look up into his eyes and study his face.] Are you doing okay...?
my work here is done 💖
When she feels his arms around her, she closes her eyes and swallows hard. There will be a lot to explain later, and explanations are a pain -- more Mitsuru's thing than hers!! -- but if it's for Ryoji, of course she can.
He's warm and solid beneath her, easing some of the chill she'd been feeling deep in her bones since she'd woken up here. Maybe it's a side-effect of the Seal, or maybe something else entirely, but it helps, even if she can't help but shiver a bit.]
I'm really glad to see you again, Ryoji-kun, [she murmurs, pressing her face into his shoulder and taking a deep, steadying breath. There's a part of her that might want to tear up or cry, but she forces that away. Nobody likes it when a girl cries. As soon as she trusts herself to, she draws back, not entirely out of his arms, but just enough so she can look up into his eyes and study his face.] Are you doing okay...?