[Her voice is very quiet. There's a moment where she just stays as she is - where she stands there with his arms around her, her arms at her sides. Hak isn't here. It's so hard for her to imagine.
Even in the days when he'd spent more time in Fuuga than in the palace - before he became her bodyguard - there had never been doubt that he would swing by at some point. But now, unless he wakes up again, he won't. He won't show up and tease her, or give her a hard time, or...
...he won't be there to remember Kouka with her. Instead, now he's part of the Kouka she remembers.
Her breath hitches, and she buries her face in his chest as she finally clings to him.]
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[Her voice is very quiet. There's a moment where she just stays as she is - where she stands there with his arms around her, her arms at her sides. Hak isn't here. It's so hard for her to imagine.
Even in the days when he'd spent more time in Fuuga than in the palace - before he became her bodyguard - there had never been doubt that he would swing by at some point. But now, unless he wakes up again, he won't. He won't show up and tease her, or give her a hard time, or...
...he won't be there to remember Kouka with her. Instead, now he's part of the Kouka she remembers.
Her breath hitches, and she buries her face in his chest as she finally clings to him.]
...I know, but...