[Chuuya serves as a guide for Shell, traversing the streets as he’s memorized them, and soon enough they’re back at Reign’s place, none the worse for wear. Funny how not so long ago Chuuya landed on Nysa and took shelter here until Atsushi invited him to live in the mansion. It seems like it’s been ages since then...
Chuuya stiffens when Shell wraps his arms around him, a remnant of his caution about the dangers of letting someone approach him from behind, but no knife pierces his back, and no gun is pointed at his head. It’s just a simple, affectionate gesture, and Chuuya won’t protest.]
I’m not a headrest.
[Okay, he won’t protest much, anyway.
His thoughts wander, and Chuuya looks almost sad for a moment. His mind hasn’t stopped coming back to their earlier conversation about the people special to them.]
I wanted to ask you something.
[Chuuya is showing a rare bit of vulnerability here, but at least Shell is unlikely to remember it in the morning.]
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Chuuya stiffens when Shell wraps his arms around him, a remnant of his caution about the dangers of letting someone approach him from behind, but no knife pierces his back, and no gun is pointed at his head. It’s just a simple, affectionate gesture, and Chuuya won’t protest.]
I’m not a headrest.
[Okay, he won’t protest much, anyway.
His thoughts wander, and Chuuya looks almost sad for a moment. His mind hasn’t stopped coming back to their earlier conversation about the people special to them.]
I wanted to ask you something.
[Chuuya is showing a rare bit of vulnerability here, but at least Shell is unlikely to remember it in the morning.]
You said you loved One, right?
[Or cared very deeply for him, at least.]
How do you know when you love someone?