[ This is so sad... And of course Vash is tearing up from seeing all of this. How embarrassing? But maybe this is the natural reaction to seeing something so personal and hopeless. ]
well. fei du is just sort of listless as that ends - for a moment, it's like he's still staring into the past, into the tinny recording of that song.
... and then, eventually, he manages to shake it off, and glances over - and doesn't quite make a face, but definitely winces, feeling around for his pocket square and just wordlessly offering it over. ]
[ his voice is wistful, and the expression on his face is a little sad, eyebrows knit together, giving him a very small smile, but he's definitely not crying. fei du's not even sure if he can cry? thoughts for later. ]
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well. fei du is just sort of listless as that ends - for a moment, it's like he's still staring into the past, into the tinny recording of that song.
... and then, eventually, he manages to shake it off, and glances over - and doesn't quite make a face, but definitely winces, feeling around for his pocket square and just wordlessly offering it over. ]
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You don't need it? This is your memory.
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[ his voice is wistful, and the expression on his face is a little sad, eyebrows knit together, giving him a very small smile, but he's definitely not crying. fei du's not even sure if he can cry? thoughts for later. ]
Go ahead.
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Your dad is a real bastard, by the way!
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You have no idea.
[ that memory's not even the half of it. ]