Yuki
I thought for a moment on what to ask, what I didn't know about Brokentear, what I wanted to know, which was everything he'd be willing to tell me. I was stumpe though, not too use to wanting to know about others, not used to the attachment. Finally, I thought of something. "Were you there when Alyssa had Lilith?" I asked, keeping my voice soft when I said their names. Brokentear paused slightly when I asked, so I turned to look forward again and kept my ton neutral.
"I'm only asking out of curiosity. You don't have to answer me if you don't want to." I gave him the out if he needed it and retreated into my own head while he thought it over. I wasn't sure about my own birth, but my Father had been there when my Mother had Angel. He'd been filled with pride and happiness when he'd seen her, or so he'd told me later. I wondered if Brokentear had been proud of his own daughter and then mentally slapped myself. Of course he must have been. My own aside, weren't all fathers happy for their kids?
I could hear myself rambling in my head and shook the thoughts away and focused on counting our steps, waiting patiently for y companion to speak.
Setsuna
Forevers soft plea pierced a hole into my heart and twisted. I felt happy that he valued me so much, yet angry that by cultivating this attachment it would hurt him when I became a veggie. Which reminded me, that I needed to let him know about that.
"Lovely, lovely Forever," I murmured, kissing each knuckle softly, watching when he raised his head to watch me with teary eyes. I smiled bitterly and kissed the backs of his hands. "I'm sorry that my choices will hurt you, dearheart. Had I known my decisions would lead me to you, I might have chosen better. As it stands, I am between a rock and a hardspot." I watched his hurt and confusion and slight happiness war in his eyes an sighed lightly.
"When I say that I'm dying, it's a bit...more than that," I paused to absorb how little sense that made and then pressed on, "you have to underhand, I've been around for a long time. There were a lot of times I was desperate for distraction. There are whole decades that are giant black holes. These holes on memory have put me in a bind. I've made many people mad over time, and someone finally got back at me. I have demons, Forever, little bastards that have been transplanted into me and will, eventually, eat my heart. And because I am immortal due to my nature, I won't die when they do. I'll fall into either a coma, or go vegetable." I told him. I gave him a moment to absorb my not so kind past and then continued.
"I don't know when it'll happen. The attacks are irregular and unavoidable. I don't think it'll happen anytime soon, I don't think it'll happen while I'm here. But I cannot assure you it won't, and I do not want to hide this from you." I told him seriously. I watched Forever absorb what I had told him and smiled when he looked both thoughtful and relieved.
