[ It's a simple answer, and it's nothing but the truth. Gojyo rubs at the knuckles of his wrong hand, looking everywhere but at Hakkai. He'd been doing so well keeping his guilt in check, but here, face to face with Hakkai? He can feel the blight spreading across the back of his neck, and it makes him want to put his fist through the wall. Why can't he control this shit? ]
I'm not here because I remember you, or because I want you. [ He does. He really does, but is that him or his memories? How can he ever know? ] I thought, if you had the same memories I did, that you'd want me. You'd want to help me, [ --he corrects himself. ] People around me keep getting hurt because of me, Hakkai, and I don't have anywhere else to go.
[ His voice trails off, and he squeezes his one hand with the other hard enough that his fingertips throb. Well that was pathetic. ]
let's just blanket cw: suicidal talk for the rest of this conversation
[ It's a simple answer, and it's nothing but the truth. Gojyo rubs at the knuckles of his wrong hand, looking everywhere but at Hakkai. He'd been doing so well keeping his guilt in check, but here, face to face with Hakkai? He can feel the blight spreading across the back of his neck, and it makes him want to put his fist through the wall. Why can't he control this shit? ]
I'm not here because I remember you, or because I want you. [ He does. He really does, but is that him or his memories? How can he ever know? ] I thought, if you had the same memories I did, that you'd want me. You'd want to help me, [ --he corrects himself. ] People around me keep getting hurt because of me, Hakkai, and I don't have anywhere else to go.
[ His voice trails off, and he squeezes his one hand with the other hard enough that his fingertips throb. Well that was pathetic. ]