Date: 2020-04-30 04:53 pm (UTC)
warped_replica: Temporary sketch mode until I can make better icons (Human: Troubled)
As they have been talking, Bunsen had finished his apple slices and curled up between Benjiro’s feet with one side pressed to an ankle. Snuggled with two, he listens as Sadie patiently explains her intention. His gaze lifts the final tick upward to meet her eyes, and with a slower breath in and out, he decides to talk about the unhealed wounds, “...okay.” He sets her drink aside when she finishes, and wraps both his arms around her to ground himself.

“The reason I faltered talking to Emiko has to do with my mother...” he begins as a warning to Sadie. Leaning his head back against the wall behind them, he continues, “You know I was never really close with her, and she kept things to herself. It was after we moved to Japan that my grandmother took me with her to visit a grave. It belonged to my uncle. I hadn’t even been aware my mother had a brother. ...I was informed that he took his life after he behaved in a way that was not condoned by the family. ...family honor and all that.”

He pauses as he has to swallow, the act taking more effort than usual. “The last time I spoke with my parents, my mother told me not to return home. But...she also told me to remember my uncle.”

“That day, I was at the cliff... I won’t lie and tell you I did not consider her directive. But the life I have here in Mossgate, the life I have with you, gave me all the reason I needed to defy it.”
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