that's all he ever wants, at times like this. to still be able to get a smile out of him, even when everything is objectively kind of terrible. it makes him feel a little more like he deserves to have this.]
[his eyes widen, a little. he's-- okay, yes, he's thought about it, but only in vague abstract ways. that it may be nice, in the future. that if things were to work out that way, he thinks he couldn't be happier with anything else.
for several moments, he doesn't know what to say, but... he looks touched.]
I... I don't know. I haven't ever thought of how I would want...
[before a few weeks ago, he never would have considered having a relationship.]
Haha, it's a big thing to think about, isn't it? I admit, I never thought about something like that outside of daydreams...
[His cheeks are a little flushed, though. Everything has changed so much. This terrible existence, and the greatest happiness, all tied into one. If he got married like this, would it count? If he woke up as Fukuda, would it all just stay in his head, in some far off world...?]
Let me know, okay? I'd...I'd want to make it special.
But we have to... make it out of here first. I want to- be able to spend more time with you, outside of... a place like this, and live like that for a while. Then... we could think about it more.
[He respects that, absolutely. It can't be a thing rushed into. And true, they've known each other for a few weeks. Things could change. (He hopes they don't change.)]
[He manages to shift himself upward to kiss the man on the cheek.]
I'll fight for that. Our future. [He has to.] I will. I...can't give up now.
[wen ning doesn't think they'll change-- but he wants time to live normally, too. he wants to just spend normal days with anaido, to show him around the places that are home, to try to do what they can to help him fit in.
he just wants to be home, with him.]
...I'm- glad you didn't volunteer yourself. Even if... we hope to fix all this, I don't want...
[it'd hurt, to see him die.
but he doesn't want to mention anaido dying aloud. he just- follows the cheek kiss with a careful kiss pressed to anaido's forehead.]
I really wanted to. But I kept seeing your face, and I...I couldn't go through with it.
[He would be easy to get rid of. The perfect victim. But he couldn't. Even through the curtain of his immense suffering, there was something to hold onto.]
[Hope, at the bottom of Pandora's Box.]
The last thing I want to do is make you sad. I can't bring myself to do that.
[He has a point. People would feel bad voting for him, since he already died once on the island, and it would be strange to fight a man who couldn't even fight back.]
I guess we can't sit and dwell on our mistakes. We have to...keep going. Somehow. [Even if they still have barely any answers for any mysteries.] We have to. For all of us.
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that's all he ever wants, at times like this. to still be able to get a smile out of him, even when everything is objectively kind of terrible. it makes him feel a little more like he deserves to have this.]
The... proposal was cute, yes.
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[A sudden thought seems to occur to him. He cuddles in close, smiling, but his eyes, focused on Wen Ning, are nothing but fond.]
Hey, if I were to propose to you...would you like it like that?
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for several moments, he doesn't know what to say, but... he looks touched.]
I... I don't know. I haven't ever thought of how I would want...
[before a few weeks ago, he never would have considered having a relationship.]
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[His cheeks are a little flushed, though. Everything has changed so much. This terrible existence, and the greatest happiness, all tied into one. If he got married like this, would it count? If he woke up as Fukuda, would it all just stay in his head, in some far off world...?]
Let me know, okay? I'd...I'd want to make it special.
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[he promises that quietly, with a little nod.]
But we have to... make it out of here first. I want to- be able to spend more time with you, outside of... a place like this, and live like that for a while. Then... we could think about it more.
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[He respects that, absolutely. It can't be a thing rushed into. And true, they've known each other for a few weeks. Things could change. (He hopes they don't change.)]
[He manages to shift himself upward to kiss the man on the cheek.]
I'll fight for that. Our future. [He has to.] I will. I...can't give up now.
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he just wants to be home, with him.]
...I'm- glad you didn't volunteer yourself. Even if... we hope to fix all this, I don't want...
[it'd hurt, to see him die.
but he doesn't want to mention anaido dying aloud. he just- follows the cheek kiss with a careful kiss pressed to anaido's forehead.]
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[He would be easy to get rid of. The perfect victim. But he couldn't. Even through the curtain of his immense suffering, there was something to hold onto.]
[Hope, at the bottom of Pandora's Box.]
The last thing I want to do is make you sad. I can't bring myself to do that.
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[wen ning holds him a little closer, at that. it still feels somewhat foreign, being a reason to live.]
But I don't think they would have voted for you, either. I think... it might not have changed this.
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[He has a point. People would feel bad voting for him, since he already died once on the island, and it would be strange to fight a man who couldn't even fight back.]
I guess we can't sit and dwell on our mistakes. We have to...keep going. Somehow. [Even if they still have barely any answers for any mysteries.] We have to. For all of us.
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[very carefully, he runs his fingers through anaido's hair.]