Well, don't I? People have been telling me I'll need one around here.
[ but he doesn't like the cynical sound of that. being a cynical person himself, that just cements a lot of his bad feelings. although he makes a face at Junpei's idea of a job. ]
I feel like I've had a conversation similar to this already. [ more than one perhaps, but the tone of this one seems specifically familiar. Waver does intend to change how he lives, but that's something he decided before their world was destroyed too. he's going to broaden his horizons (guess he has no choice but to do so now) and be more open about things.
He looks down and kicks at the sand a little. Not enough to kick it over onto his priestly companion though. ] Is there really no harm? I've already been scolded for thinking lightly of it once. Though everyone else around here seems to have forgotten already and is having a good time...
[ It's kind of frustrating. If Kirei intends to put him in a bad mood, he's already edging toward one, so he'll probably succeed. ]
[ Waver feels a bit clumsier in the water, just watching the way the other boy makes those ripples and slowly moves about. It's enchanting in a way to watch, he wants to make those kinds of gentle ripples in the water too. But even more than that, he wants to be close to the other. Still, he hasn't completely lost his usual self. At the invitation, he flushes from his neck to his ears and looks down into the water as if to avoid any eye contact. ]
That's-! Why would I... I mean....
[ well, yes, yes he does want to move closer. Without sputtering another word, he drifts toward that welcoming arc. Already he expects that that invitation will become a joke, and he'll be made a fool of, but he can't stop himself from drawing in anyway. ]
[ is he really supposed to believe that??? Then again, it's one of those things that's almost too ridiculous not to believe. Cows that make you fall asleep? Confusion moths? And what about the Red Light District?! Thank goodness he's not planning on going there...
The operative word being cash, thanks. I get by, and it's better than making up some story about myself to convince anyone around here that I can do what I used to.
[Plus, he doesn't really want to keep his old career... But he's gotten the impression he's in the minority, in that regard.]
That's what I meant, anyway—they can't know we're from somewhere else, or Mom upstairs gets tetchy.
[ Gaze steady in comparison, Mikazuki keeps his arm outstretched. Luckily he's super terrible at jokes and bullying is the fastest way to broken teeth around him, so all that comes when Waver meanders closer is the easy stretch of his fingers in the water. ]
I asked because I was feeling that way too.
[ Whether or not his demeanor helps he doesn't know, but he doesn't rescind his offer, the pool calming around him as he stills, waiting. ]
Do you? With who, I wonder? [ Could it have been with the Rider Servant? He knows some of what that man is about thanks to Assassin, thanks to Gilgamesh. But those memories are ten years old and so most of it has been drowned out by the enjoyment that he has taken in living. ]
So long as you don't forget forever, there will be no harm. There are those that are sleeping up in those pods... those that the people on this beach consider to be precious loved ones that they would never abandon. Yet at this moment, they are abandoning them in their hearts. [ As always, his tone is neutral, almost disinterested. Which is probably better than sounding judgmental and annoyed, hm? ]
They would rather escape from the reality of the situation to live in a pocketed time where none of that is happening. Indeed, there is no harm in it. Everyone eventually forgets about those that are suffering, because it's too difficult to think about. The heart needs to heal in small ways, in big ways. But those people that are asleep should not be forgotten forever. [ A beat. ] If they are, then, they are no more than corpses, are they not?
So enjoy the sun. Enjoy the water. Enjoy it all, but do not forget yourself so much that you no longer feel anything when you look up.
Fine, if you say so. [ It's no concern of his how this guy makes his money. And actually... Waver didn't really have a job back home either, so he can't really judge. Doing favors for cash might actually be the best route for someone as unskilled as he is. ] I was an apprentice before, but there's no way I can just go back to doing that.
[ He doesn't really want to, either. So maybe he has something in common with this dudebro after all. ]
[Yeah, that's what Aoi thought, too, but all that weird alien crap is actually true.]
You're welcome to go out into the woods and find out on your own. Just bring some back-up with you. You don't look like you'd stand a chance if something dangerous showed up.
[Aoi's not purposefully aiming to offend the kid, but he's not going out of his way to be tackful, either. He's just calling 'em how he sees 'em.]
And if you need the talk about sex, you're gonna have to find someone else to give it to ya. I've already done my good deed for the day.
Not particularly. Not if you don't want help anyhow.
[She's blandly blunt about it.]
If you're like me though, the first thing you wanted after going to look at everyone else? [The ones still sleeping in their pods, that is.] A little information.
[ It's a little surprising that Mikazuki is serious about this, and doesn't seem to be planning on laughing in Waver's face. How strange? And yet he doesn't spend much time questioning it. He nods his head at the words spoken, wanting to believe them with all his heart.
Then he slowly inserts himself into that space created by the outstretched arm, cheeks hot and heart beating hard enough that he could swear everyone could hear it. ]
Does it matter? [ He sounds kind of defeated, not willing to elaborate on the topic. Maybe it was Rider. It was probably Rider. But Waver isn't going to talk about it at any great length, even if you are supposed to be able to safely tell a priest anything. This isn't that type of conversation! ]
That's ... you really think they're abandoning them so easily? [ and he thought he was a downer. Something about the way this man speaks doesn't sit quite right with Waver, but he bites his tongue, listening to the rest. He nods slowly. ]
I agree that they shouldn't be forgotten or they're as good as dead. Even if I don't have anyone in those pods, I can't help but think of them.
[ He frowns a little. ] I'm not going to lose myself over one visit to the beach.
[ He glares a little at that comment, but it's not wrong. Waver's weak and can barely even do magic. He wouldn't stand a chance. He still huffs in offense though. ]
I don't plan on making a foolish trip into the woods anyway.
[ but then his eyes widen a little and he flushes. ]
It doesn't to me. [ He offers a calm smile in turn. Kirei does wonder who it could be and takes in the defeated look that young Waver has. Perhapd, it was Rider. A pleased expression settles on his usually indifferent face as he recalls how Gilgamesh killed Iskander.
At the time, it was more necessary than anything to take any real enjoyment out of, but seeing Waver's defeated look -- he takes a moment to return to ten years ago and feel pleased. Whether that is the cause of the young man's discomfort or not matters little. He thinks of how much worse it must have been and breathes out a half laugh. ]
Easily? I wouldn't say it is easy. There is some guilt that will come, at first, but eventually... that will fade. [ He makes a gesture to the cheerful clamor of the beach. ] Do you think one of them is stopping their time to think of those above?
And maybe not one visit or one day, but eventually. Eventually, your conversations and thoughts will stray from them. If you are not careful.
[ He'll get over this fashion choice eventually....after he grows a few centimeters.... ]
... I see. But how do you avoid getting caught up in something like this? [ by not being a gullible fool, probably. But he could use the advice maybe... ]
Then it doesn't. [ He's thankfully oblivious to the man's thoughts. If he wasn't, he would be scrambling to get away from him, or yelling in his face right about now. The death of Iskander is still very fresh to Waver, and perhaps even lingers on his mind now without even being provoked. He wouldn't like it if it was brought up so casually.
But he does wonder what's so amusing to this guy. He doesn't recall saying anything funny? Nor was there anything amusing about their situation. Maybe the spirit of the beach party is catching up to him and somehow missed Waver. He tugs on the collar of his large shirt a little uneasily. ]
I suppose that's only natural. For human beings. [ He knows there's some non-humans wandering about, and who knows what it's like for them. ] ... They probably aren't thinking about those up above, no.
[ he shakes his head. ] I'll be careful. Even if there's no one important to me up there... someone should remember.
Uh... pretend you're busy every time someone wants you to do something weird, I guess. You could try acting weirder than them, but that might go too far.
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