[He sits cross legged here for a while, waiting until Sanji's gone, waiting until time slips by, waiting until specks of memory start evaporating from the sky, leaving little blotty jigsaw pieces of forest. The other Kotetsu pulls Tomoe onto his back and she laughs as he carries her back with Kaede next to her. He remembers these days well.
The image dissipates at last, but it's still a few hours before he ever budges to start back home.
...
No. He doesn't want to go to the apartment; across from Bunny's old one, alone.
He goes to the restaurant instead and works for a while.
He's not sure what he should say the next time he sees Sanji. Don't know if he'll ever mention it again, not directly. He won't mention the man with the white hair, or the screams in the snow, in the cave. For now, he just.... stores it away, untouched.]
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The image dissipates at last, but it's still a few hours before he ever budges to start back home.
...
No. He doesn't want to go to the apartment; across from Bunny's old one, alone.
He goes to the restaurant instead and works for a while.
He's not sure what he should say the next time he sees Sanji. Don't know if he'll ever mention it again, not directly. He won't mention the man with the white hair, or the screams in the snow, in the cave. For now, he just.... stores it away, untouched.]