[ Weren't alone? How is that possible?? Death no matter how much it feels like it's happening with others around is a solo journey. A private event that happens internally- ]
-That feeling of confronting your mortality, and accepting that you aren't in control anymore.
[The rogue words tumble out under his breath, more so as a thought said aloud then for Allen to actually hear. He's not sure if he agrees or not with Allen's statement, but he can relate to grief and all the monsters born from it.] .
Back at home, [ a word he doesn't use lightly] grief and anger are the major causes of cursed entities. People fall victim to something that they can't see or understand but can feel. That's how they reproduce and gain momentum. It's sad because positive emotions don't seem to have the same cascading effect and weight that negative ones do.
[A beat.]
You're the first person I've met here who's experienced death outside the Trench. So, logically I understand why you would hide that, but emotionally it's a bit hard for me to accept that. [ A long pause. Chin still buried into his collar.
I guess I- [ his eyes cast down,as he grasps for the right words before looking back up] believed that you would trust me enough to be able to tell me. [ He's known him here the longest. Megumi is someone who is fiercely loyal to his friends. Putting his trust in someone is not something he does often, and truthfully, he hasn't opened up much to others. He isolates because he's tired of being let down, so investing sparingly seems to be the better option.]
I'm sorry if that sounded selfish. [ And he truly is as his eyes look off camera.]
[ Are you judging him for not opening up emotionally when this is the first time it also feels like you've opened up emotionally to him too? Other than that time in the catacombs, but... that was on both their parts there, they were raw from the ordeal. But it doesn't really matter; Allen isn't scorekeeping or into some tit for tat argument. Not when it's obvious his actions did hurt the other. Bruise their feelings and friendship.
...what does friendship even mean to him anymore, he has to wonder? He would have said it was like his camaraderie with those at the Order he got along with, but since coming here he's made friendships that... it's not that they're stronger, but they're different. And they are closer, more honest -- which kind of hurts, actually. How that makes him look back on the ones that were and still are so precious to him.
Was the friendship he considered he had with Megumi like the old camaraderie he viewed before, or the newer and more honest one? ]
...It isn't selfish I don't think. Or if it is, I don't mind it.
[ His gaze skims to the side, guilty and thoughtful both, and disconnected from his soft sort of smile. Heavy, but the corner of his mouth does curl up in a bit more of a smile for a second. Genuine. ]
I guess I'm just going to have to make it up to you, aren't I?
[Hmmm. His friends from home, had he ever had to open up to them emotionally? Or was it more like they were in the same boat and through osmosis you learn about the intricacies of that individual,whether you asked for it or not.
If that's the case had he unfairly put some of those expectations on to his friends from the Trench? That's selfish. Lots of questions with little space left for answers.
Pulled away from these thoughts, his eyes shift. Not just towards Allen but something gleams for a fraction of a second after hearing his offer?]
What do you mean?
[ Head cocks to the side, somewhat confused but mostly caught off guard and surprised. ]
[In the early hours of December 22, just before the sunrises, a small package is left on Allen's doorstep. It's neatly wrapped in brown packaging paper and closed shut with a black twine bow. Tucked under one of the strings is a tag:]
Dear Walker, Happy Holidays They taste best eaten on the day they're made, so I hope you're hungry. From Megumi Fushiguro and Kage [Flipping over the tag, he will notice a large black paw print.
Upon opening the present, he will see an emerald green velvet pouch. He might even be able to smell a fresh toasty aroma. Inside is a pound of neatly stacked and skewed dango, 5 to a stick. There is a light brown soy sauce topping filled to the brim in a glass Mason jar. When he finally gets a chance to taste this treat, he will find it to be light and fluffy, slightly sweet, and a bit reminiscent of a savory grilled flavor.
Remembering all those months back to the Tanabata Festival, Allen kept a steady supply of these savory sweet treats on hand almost every time he passed by! Giving him a taste of home, Megumi has prepared Mitarashi Dango knowing that Allen will enjoy the gift.
Giving instead of receiving is particularly important to Megumi, especially on this day. Today is the winter solstice, which is a celebration he has from back home. Celebrating that everyone has made it to through the darkest night of the year, symbolizing hope for brighter days to come. He hasn't told anyone that today is his birthday, but knowing he can bring some cheer to his friends gives him some peace of mind and solace. ]
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-That feeling of confronting your mortality, and accepting that you aren't in control anymore.
[The rogue words tumble out under his breath, more so as a thought said aloud then for Allen to actually hear. He's not sure if he agrees or not with Allen's statement, but he can relate to grief and all the monsters born from it.] .
Back at home, [ a word he doesn't use lightly] grief and anger are the major causes of cursed entities. People fall victim to something that they can't see or understand but can feel. That's how they reproduce and gain momentum. It's sad because positive emotions don't seem to have the same cascading effect and weight that negative ones do.
[A beat.]
You're the first person I've met here who's experienced death outside the Trench. So, logically I understand why you would hide that, but emotionally it's a bit hard for me to accept that. [ A long pause. Chin still buried into his collar.
I guess I- [ his eyes cast down,as he grasps for the right words before looking back up] believed that you would trust me enough to be able to tell me.
[ He's known him here the longest. Megumi is someone who is fiercely loyal to his friends. Putting his trust in someone is not something he does often, and truthfully, he hasn't opened up much to others. He isolates because he's tired of being let down, so investing sparingly seems to be the better option.]
I'm sorry if that sounded selfish. [ And he truly is as his eyes look off camera.]
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...what does friendship even mean to him anymore, he has to wonder? He would have said it was like his camaraderie with those at the Order he got along with, but since coming here he's made friendships that... it's not that they're stronger, but they're different. And they are closer, more honest -- which kind of hurts, actually. How that makes him look back on the ones that were and still are so precious to him.
Was the friendship he considered he had with Megumi like the old camaraderie he viewed before, or the newer and more honest one? ]
...It isn't selfish I don't think. Or if it is, I don't mind it.
[ His gaze skims to the side, guilty and thoughtful both, and disconnected from his soft sort of smile. Heavy, but the corner of his mouth does curl up in a bit more of a smile for a second. Genuine. ]
I guess I'm just going to have to make it up to you, aren't I?
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If that's the case had he unfairly put some of those expectations on to his friends from the Trench? That's selfish. Lots of questions with little space left for answers.
Pulled away from these thoughts, his eyes shift. Not just towards Allen but something gleams for a fraction of a second after hearing his offer?]
What do you mean?
[ Head cocks to the side, somewhat confused but mostly caught off guard and surprised. ]
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Dear Walker,
Happy Holidays
They taste best eaten on the day they're made, so I hope you're hungry.
From
Megumi Fushiguro and Kage
[Flipping over the tag, he will notice a large black paw print.
Upon opening the present, he will see an emerald green velvet pouch. He might even be able to smell a fresh toasty aroma. Inside is a pound of neatly stacked and skewed dango, 5 to a stick. There is a light brown soy sauce topping filled to the brim in a glass Mason jar. When he finally gets a chance to taste this treat, he will find it to be light and fluffy, slightly sweet, and a bit reminiscent of a savory grilled flavor.
Remembering all those months back to the Tanabata Festival, Allen kept a steady supply of these savory sweet treats on hand almost every time he passed by! Giving him a taste of home, Megumi has prepared Mitarashi Dango knowing that Allen will enjoy the gift.
Giving instead of receiving is particularly important to Megumi, especially on this day. Today is the winter solstice, which is a celebration he has from back home. Celebrating that everyone has made it to through the darkest night of the year, symbolizing hope for brighter days to come. He hasn't told anyone that today is his birthday, but knowing he can bring some cheer to his friends gives him some peace of mind and solace. ]