[A strained hiss bubbles out of his throat when the tongue brings pain back to the carving. His fingers curl, his toes curl. It is familiar--like battle. Like battle wounds and blood. It's a scar he isn't ashamed of having. This one was asked for while they were both equal.]
You always have me, elder brother.
[It's whispered so earnestly. He tangles his fingers gently up through the back of Higekiri's hair, petting the slim dancer's neck.] Join with me. [For a little while, they can be one again like they had been many, many years ago. No matter how strange and unnatural the others here find it.
They don't understand, he thinks. How he can belong so irrevocably to Higekiri. Soulmates because they were split practically from the same spirit.]
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You always have me, elder brother.
[It's whispered so earnestly. He tangles his fingers gently up through the back of Higekiri's hair, petting the slim dancer's neck.] Join with me. [For a little while, they can be one again like they had been many, many years ago. No matter how strange and unnatural the others here find it.
They don't understand, he thinks. How he can belong so irrevocably to Higekiri. Soulmates because they were split practically from the same spirit.]