( His eyes flicker towards Mikazuki's hand, watching the way he takes it. There's a slight twitch in his fingers at the touch but it's enough to betray some of the coldness he's been trying to project ever since they became alone, separate from the rest of the squad and away from the others.
He pulls takes his hand back, looking away and speaks lowly, )
That's the problem.
( He is treasured and it's because of that, he's never been able to rest. Why he's been taken and passed around through out all of the years. Because he is coveted, nothing lasts and because nothing lasts, he doesn't bother attachments. But Mikazuki can understand that. He's one of the few people who can and he's been there for much, much longer than anyone else...
no subject
He pulls takes his hand back, looking away and speaks lowly, )
That's the problem.
( He is treasured and it's because of that, he's never been able to rest. Why he's been taken and passed around through out all of the years. Because he is coveted, nothing lasts and because nothing lasts, he doesn't bother attachments. But Mikazuki can understand that. He's one of the few people who can and he's been there for much, much longer than anyone else...
If he was younger, he'd be hopeful. )
Be careful.
( Nothing lasts, especially around him. )