[She's right about one thing; he would hate to know that she wishes she could've made that choice for him instead. But at the same time, it's not like he wouldn't be able to understand. More and more, watching the people here, getting to know them and their pains and their joys and fears, he's realized...
Being left behind is even harder than dying.
He has hurt Aigis deeply with this, he knows...and yet, he's still so happy she's here. He's so happy he gets to see her again. He's happy that he gets to be right here, with her tears wetting the fabric covering his shoulder, and her fingers buried into his clothing. He doesn't think she understands just how much even this means to him. Her weight, solid and reassuring. Her voice, just as he remembers. Her gentleness, despite knowing that she could very easily be so much fiercer with her shadow fighting capabilities.
But she never is. Not with him, not with SEES--
(He's missed her so, so much--)]
... It's okay.
[What else can he say? His own words are thick with all of the feelings he doesn't think he'd ever be able to properly share, but otherwise, he's steady. He wants to be, for her.]
I'm here, and... we have time. [Maybe not a lot of time. Maybe there's no guarantee of how much time they have. But in this exact moment... they have time, and he'll fight off the universe if anything tries to take that away from him.
And, softly, almost more to himself than her, with the flat of one hand lightly pressed to her back:]
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Being left behind is even harder than dying.
He has hurt Aigis deeply with this, he knows...and yet, he's still so happy she's here. He's so happy he gets to see her again. He's happy that he gets to be right here, with her tears wetting the fabric covering his shoulder, and her fingers buried into his clothing. He doesn't think she understands just how much even this means to him. Her weight, solid and reassuring. Her voice, just as he remembers. Her gentleness, despite knowing that she could very easily be so much fiercer with her shadow fighting capabilities.
But she never is. Not with him, not with SEES--
(He's missed her so, so much--)]
... It's okay.
[What else can he say? His own words are thick with all of the feelings he doesn't think he'd ever be able to properly share, but otherwise, he's steady. He wants to be, for her.]
I'm here, and... we have time. [Maybe not a lot of time. Maybe there's no guarantee of how much time they have. But in this exact moment... they have time, and he'll fight off the universe if anything tries to take that away from him.
And, softly, almost more to himself than her, with the flat of one hand lightly pressed to her back:]
... There's time.