[He accommodates the change of position easily, adjusting his arm around Cy's hips as they settle, leaning with greed into the circle of that embrace.]
No. I don't think so. [Anything like â pity, or sorrow expressed, would not feel right. He's borne so much of it over the last ten years. He's worn it like another skin, another identity fashioned across himself. The past is the past; he has to accept this or he will never be able to move on. And he tells himself the he has accepted everything, even when it comes to haunt him in his sleep, or in a misplaced memory dredged up against his will. Even when this place threatens to twist him backwards in time.] I'm glad that you know now.
[Perhaps this won't be the end of it, but at least it steps him in the direction he wants to go in that honesty shared between them. A piece of vulnerability surrendered to Cy. He doesn't regret it.]
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Date: 2024-02-19 11:06 pm (UTC)No. I don't think so. [Anything like â pity, or sorrow expressed, would not feel right. He's borne so much of it over the last ten years. He's worn it like another skin, another identity fashioned across himself. The past is the past; he has to accept this or he will never be able to move on. And he tells himself the he has accepted everything, even when it comes to haunt him in his sleep, or in a misplaced memory dredged up against his will. Even when this place threatens to twist him backwards in time.] I'm glad that you know now.
[Perhaps this won't be the end of it, but at least it steps him in the direction he wants to go in that honesty shared between them. A piece of vulnerability surrendered to Cy. He doesn't regret it.]
His name was Itachi â my brother.