[ AUDIENCE: TSUYUKUSA ]

[dormheads]

Comments

[inaccordant]

... You can exchange them, though three alone might not fully heal it. What exactly is the damage?

[branches]

It's broken? It got broken pretty badly when my tree bit it, but then I think it got a little bit healed when we got back. And I've been keeping it immobilized for a week.

[inaccordant]

[he thinks for a bit.]

Then three should be enough, if that's what you want to use them on.

[branches]

People wanted me to be healed. And I'll probably need both arms tomorrow. I'm fine with dying but I don't want the other person to feel the need to go easy on me.

[inaccordant]

... Mm. Makes sense.

[he holds his hand out.]

[branches]

[He hands him the vouchers as I, Caitie, go to report it.]

... I never really got you.

[inaccordant]

[effect reported!]

I don't try to be understood.

[branches]

Why? Isn't it normal to want to be understood?

[inaccordant]

It depends on whether you think you have something to gain from it or not.

[branches]

I mean, you can't get close to other people if they can't understand you. Right?

[inaccordant]

I don't consider getting close to people a benefit.

[branches]

Aren't you lonely like that?

[inaccordant]

No.

[not when you genuinely think it's better for people to not be close to you.]

[branches]

[Well he'll just start freeing his newly healed arm.]

Well it makes me feel lonely just hearing it. Like Shinshuu.

[inaccordant]

Like who?

[branches]

She was the holy child at the temple near where we lived. Because of what she was, no one would play with her besides her brother, and even he kept her at a distance. So she would sneak out to play with me because I didn't care about any of that stuff.

[inaccordant]

... Well, if she wanted companionship, then I imagine she appreciated your company.

[branches]

[He shakes his head.]

No. I mean well, maybe. But I met the real person she's based on. I... apparently she resented me, and my father. She was jealous because she didn't have a loving parent. Apparently she caused the priestesses to get upset and come after Byakuroku to prevent him from corrupting her on purpose.

[inaccordant]

... That doesn't sound like it's your fault.

[granted he's ??? not sure if he actually understands any of this.]

[branches]

[No one should understand Amatsuki deep lore tbh.]

It's not. I mean. That part isn't. But then when the came, I tried to fight them, and got badly injured. Byakuroku died because he had to protect me from them.

[inaccordant]

[...

that seems to strike a chord with him, as he's quiet for a bit.]

... Chances are, his decisions aren't your fault either.

[branches]

But I-I didn't want him to die? I never asked for something like that! Why would I be happy with him dying for me!?

[inaccordant]

You don't have to be happy. If you want to grieve, you should grieve. [...] Just that it's probably not something you should blame yourself for. I doubt he would've been happy with that either.

[branches]

[He shakes his head.]

Of course not. But sometimes I want to be mad at him instead of sad. For leaving me. Bon too. My brother. After he told me not to leave him he went and did it himself.

[inaccordant]

... Being mad is understandable, too.