If you're an idiot, what's that make me? I'm sitting here still thinking back to when I got here and we... messed around and everything. Moons or not, I'm happy it happened. I needed that.
[The rest is all ancient history, to Dice. What matters has always been the moment he's in, not the skeletons in the past's closet, and not even the brightest of futures. Maybe Gentaro makes him think about the future, though, and that's... sure something.
Gentaro's right. He chose life. This life. And he wants it to be good. None of this is exciting. The past is extraneous drama and nonsense, and neither of them needs to look back. Gentaro is his only, his now, his future, and his fondest happiness. Hell, he didn't know he could feel this good without risking everything.]
A cat, and you, and uh... [He was holding onto this, but maybe it's the right time to bring it up. He runs a hand through his hair, then fusses with the die and beads hanging near his temple.] ...a job, actually.
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[The rest is all ancient history, to Dice. What matters has always been the moment he's in, not the skeletons in the past's closet, and not even the brightest of futures. Maybe Gentaro makes him think about the future, though, and that's... sure something.
Gentaro's right. He chose life. This life. And he wants it to be good. None of this is exciting. The past is extraneous drama and nonsense, and neither of them needs to look back. Gentaro is his only, his now, his future, and his fondest happiness. Hell, he didn't know he could feel this good without risking everything.]
A cat, and you, and uh... [He was holding onto this, but maybe it's the right time to bring it up. He runs a hand through his hair, then fusses with the die and beads hanging near his temple.] ...a job, actually.