[ she croaks out the words as she squeezes his hand, grip simultaneously firm and soft all at once. she can't quite bring herself to look at his face, either, so... turning their gazes down as they try not to cry is how this is gonna go, apparently. ]
[STOP NO he's seen so many faces, all different levels of neutral or distraught, but tears... Persephone's one of the first. It reminds him of Lenalee, and the comparison makes him swallow his grief,
He tries to keep his voice light, even though it's hard. Even though it hurts.]
...Imagine if I still didn't. Then someone else would have taken the fall, and I'd be somewhere wishing it was me.
. . . How much do you remember? I—I know it's not going to change anything, but... if there's anything we can use to make sure it doesn't happen again...
[ she's scared. scared for him, scared for herself, scared for everyone else in this shitty set of isles of hell. it's not like she'd made light of things before, but there's something just so much more real about the whole situation now. ]
[His grip tightens on her hands, not too tight though. Just in a way that he hopes is reassuring, even though he has no words to comfort her, or even help.]
I remember everything. If you've got any specific questions, then I'll answer them.
[for now...]
...The thing is, neither of us wanted to kill each other. We said as much to each other when we woke up together in the theater. But I can't help thinking that's why the octopus was there. To push us into it, no matter who died in the end.
It was my fault. The octopus -- we followed it back to the aquarium cause of that drink. Then when it attacked, we all started fighting. I only realized I killed Cosmos by mistake after I landed the hit, but I still killed him.
[oh no. oh no... the tears are a hit, but the apology -- when she mentions not getting to tell him her history? that one hurts too, more than he thought it would.]
Never seen a goddess cry for me before. [still, he musters a smile, curling his hand around hers] That's definitely one for the books.
[even if he can't learn anything else, he can write at least this.]
Don't cry, Seph. [IG HE DECIDED ON A NICKNAME] I'll be grateful as long as someone here knows your real story, y'know?
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[ she croaks out the words as she squeezes his hand, grip simultaneously firm and soft all at once. she can't quite bring herself to look at his face, either, so... turning their gazes down as they try not to cry is how this is gonna go, apparently. ]
You didn't even know.
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He tries to keep his voice light, even though it's hard. Even though it hurts.]
...Imagine if I still didn't. Then someone else would have taken the fall, and I'd be somewhere wishing it was me.
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[ she's scared. scared for him, scared for herself, scared for everyone else in this shitty set of isles of hell. it's not like she'd made light of things before, but there's something just so much more real about the whole situation now. ]
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I remember everything. If you've got any specific questions, then I'll answer them.
[for now...]
...The thing is, neither of us wanted to kill each other. We said as much to each other when we woke up together in the theater. But I can't help thinking that's why the octopus was there. To push us into it, no matter who died in the end.
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[ . . . ]
But... why? Why did someone have to die?
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It was my fault. The octopus -- we followed it back to the aquarium cause of that drink. Then when it attacked, we all started fighting. I only realized I killed Cosmos by mistake after I landed the hit, but I still killed him.
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[ the dam breaks. persephone can't help but look up at him now, eyes welled up with tears that shine against her rose-tinted skin. ]
I didn't... I didn't get to tell you my real history. I thought we'd have more time. I...
I'm sorry, Lavi.
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Never seen a goddess cry for me before. [still, he musters a smile, curling his hand around hers] That's definitely one for the books.
[even if he can't learn anything else, he can write at least this.]
Don't cry, Seph. [IG HE DECIDED ON A NICKNAME] I'll be grateful as long as someone here knows your real story, y'know?