[ . . . higekiri seems thoughtful at that, listening to hizamaru's explanation. taking on guilt for something that he had no choice in, couldn't have acted on himself, and for that to be a mistake so grave that it's the one that he wears like a brand -
higekiri raises a hand up, letting it rest atop hizamaru's head - and then his fingers encourage him downward, pulling him closer so that it's easier for higekiri to press a kiss to his forehead]
The gods must have truly loved me, to give me such a kind younger brother.
[and for once, just once, higekiri's spirits sound just the slightest bit dampened - even if it might be hard to parse through the warmth in his voice]
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higekiri raises a hand up, letting it rest atop hizamaru's head - and then his fingers encourage him downward, pulling him closer so that it's easier for higekiri to press a kiss to his forehead]
The gods must have truly loved me, to give me such a kind younger brother.
[and for once, just once, higekiri's spirits sound just the slightest bit dampened - even if it might be hard to parse through the warmth in his voice]