pc ♠ marcoh

[fried]

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[fried]

To my own world? Yes.

[boxcar]

[ He nods. He did expect as much when Jiaoqiu mentioned asking some Astral Express even though Marcoh has no idea who that is, but the fact that he's unfamiliar probably meant it was a home thing. ]

You'll have a lot of stories to bring back to your general.

[fried]

[ there's like. distant grief feelings, even so. ]

Ah, she'll barely believe them. [ a little smile. ] I don't know how I'll explain it... but I suppose I'll have Jing Yuan to back me up.

[boxcar]

Maybe she won't, and it will take the grief out of it.

[ To be able to recount it as a ridiculous fucking story. ]

[fried]

[ he brings a hand up to rub at his chest absently. ]

I will hope for that to be the truth. [ ... ] Maybe I won't tell her at all.

[boxcar]

As long as you are not just bottling it in. There are people you can trust there, right?

I don't think you need to talk about it. I just hope it won't weigh you down.

[ Perhaps hypocritical of Marcoh who does in fact go on to never tell anybody all the things he's seen in Prehevil but. He wants best for Jiaoqiu. ]

[fried]

Ah, well. The weight of it will never go.

[ the weight is the reason that he doesn't feel much anymore - but he has felt a little less nihilistic, lately. the people he's met here have been so instrumental in dragging him out of the muck. ]

I don't know that I would feel right burdening them with all of this. [ ... ] Jing Yuan will be there. I suppose I will be going closer to his timeline than my own.

[boxcar]

Probably not, but that's just living.

[ Memory and remembering and growth, right? Maybe. ]

I hope it goes well for you, Jiaoqiu.

[fried]

Mm.

I hope it goes well for you too, Marcoh.

[boxcar]

[ Okay you can stop staring now. Reaches out and ruffles his fringe. ]