that big of a scar would bother anyone, probably. while leo has some difficulty puzzling out what may go through sena's head at times, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that such a thing affects him more than most. "it's fine, it's okay, i still don't think there's anyone in the whole world that could draw me in as much as you" is something he considers saying in turn, but leo can't find a way to phrase it that doesn't seem like a cheap reassurance in the face of their circumstances.
though those circumstances are what confirmed and strengthened that thought. the way izumi asks a question like that after all he's gone through sets it into certainty, as leo can't resist the slight smile -- small, tired, but there -- into izumi's shoulder at that. ]
That's two more.
[ stupid.
he's not sure how to answer the question that comes first. it felt like forever and not, even without the feeling of time being odd here, or with leo being rather bad at keeping track of those things in general. it could've been ten minutes, for all he knows -- the longest ten minutes of his life, spent pathetically at izumi's side.
he's not even gonna answer the questions just yet, anyway. not when those questions trigger the tiny things he thought he'd never get again, and there's a lull where he has to come to terms with the fact that he almost lost this, again. where he did think he lost this, but here it is.
again. ]
... Hey, Sena. I missed you.
[ ah, ]
It's... there's a whole mess of things in my head that I thought I'd get all sorted out by the time you woke up. That sure didn't work out, huh? They're still there... all scrambled letters I can't put into words, scrambled words I can't put into sentences. I can say that one for sure, though. I missed you, more than when I left before, or... More than I missed anything ever.
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that big of a scar would bother anyone, probably. while leo has some difficulty puzzling out what may go through sena's head at times, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that such a thing affects him more than most. "it's fine, it's okay, i still don't think there's anyone in the whole world that could draw me in as much as you" is something he considers saying in turn, but leo can't find a way to phrase it that doesn't seem like a cheap reassurance in the face of their circumstances.
though those circumstances are what confirmed and strengthened that thought. the way izumi asks a question like that after all he's gone through sets it into certainty, as leo can't resist the slight smile -- small, tired, but there -- into izumi's shoulder at that. ]
That's two more.
[ stupid.
he's not sure how to answer the question that comes first. it felt like forever and not, even without the feeling of time being odd here, or with leo being rather bad at keeping track of those things in general. it could've been ten minutes, for all he knows -- the longest ten minutes of his life, spent pathetically at izumi's side.
he's not even gonna answer the questions just yet, anyway. not when those questions trigger the tiny things he thought he'd never get again, and there's a lull where he has to come to terms with the fact that he almost lost this, again. where he did think he lost this, but here it is.
again. ]
... Hey, Sena. I missed you.
[ ah, ]
It's... there's a whole mess of things in my head that I thought I'd get all sorted out by the time you woke up. That sure didn't work out, huh? They're still there... all scrambled letters I can't put into words, scrambled words I can't put into sentences. I can say that one for sure, though. I missed you, more than when I left before, or... More than I missed anything ever.