[ There's a short noise of acceptance, low in his throat. ]
I know. I realized that it's better if I didn't have to.
[ Because answers to those questions were much like destinations, and Mikazuki had long since chosen his, even if it caused him to reject all else in pursuit of it. Complicated things don't suit him either. Putting one foot in front of the other and having conviction in each and every step was enough, so however far he went, he could do so without regrets.
That's what he thought, even knowing that this memory is laying fitfully beneath the reality that he'd chosen a few of those steps wrong.
He doesn't smile in return, weight melting into that grip, like a weapon wishing for anything but the chill of inertness. ]
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I know. I realized that it's better if I didn't have to.
[ Because answers to those questions were much like destinations, and Mikazuki had long since chosen his, even if it caused him to reject all else in pursuit of it. Complicated things don't suit him either. Putting one foot in front of the other and having conviction in each and every step was enough, so however far he went, he could do so without regrets.
That's what he thought, even knowing that this memory is laying fitfully beneath the reality that he'd chosen a few of those steps wrong.
He doesn't smile in return, weight melting into that grip, like a weapon wishing for anything but the chill of inertness. ]
I think it was... relief.