[The sudden movement draws his eyes down to Aleos's wrists and he catches a glimpse of the leaves that spark another wrenching flash of memory. Leaves. Like he'd seen behind Kaori's ears sometimes, and... Then they're hidden and he wonders if he imagined it. A trick of light through the trees, a piece of jewelry...
He's not fully convinced.
But he doesn't know which questions to ask - she had rarely spoken of the world she came from, the world that rejected what she was. Or if he should ask anything at all. Questions can lead to so many places. Do you know what it's like? To be hated for something you didn't choose? Places he's afraid of now because while he tries to tell himself that he can be strong, he knows he's still too weak to stand on his own.]
Who are you? [A little louder, but rough, and shaking with heaviness. He doesn't know what he means, or what he wants to find.] Do you think you can know anything about me just from a song? [But it's not just any song. It's his sister's, and he puts every last scrap of his heart into it. It's as wide open as he's been in front of Aleos since reverting back from innocence.]
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He's not fully convinced.
But he doesn't know which questions to ask - she had rarely spoken of the world she came from, the world that rejected what she was. Or if he should ask anything at all. Questions can lead to so many places. Do you know what it's like? To be hated for something you didn't choose? Places he's afraid of now because while he tries to tell himself that he can be strong, he knows he's still too weak to stand on his own.]
Who are you? [A little louder, but rough, and shaking with heaviness. He doesn't know what he means, or what he wants to find.] Do you think you can know anything about me just from a song? [But it's not just any song. It's his sister's, and he puts every last scrap of his heart into it. It's as wide open as he's been in front of Aleos since reverting back from innocence.]