audience: shirasu

[cyclists]

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[cyclists]

I know the feeling...[Jeez. But he's finally going to go ahead and take a bite of one of the wagashi.] So it's true then. Every gateway so far has had some kind of darkness hidden in it that only you guys can clear out.

If it means people will trust each other more, it'll probably happen again.

[wagashis]

Perhaps. I did ask Emma why she'd said that, and it was at least in part due to the experience, apparently.

Mm, speaking of that, though. About the list. Would...

[There's a pause, there, a long one-- as if he's either considering what he wants to say very hard, or as if he's not sure he wants to say it.

But finally, he seems to decide, and exhales a breath.]

Do you count.

[cyclists]

I've heard life-threatening situations are good for strengthening bonds. [It's. Sort of a joke. But before he can continue Shirasu says that and Sol pauses himself. That's not a question he'd expect, so give him a moment.]

...you trust me? [Given Shirasu's, like, everything, that's a little surprising.]

[wagashis]

I have been already, haven't I?

[Consideration definitely went into this, because no, he never intended to trust Sol with anything. He never intended to speak with Sol as much as he already has.

It's just the way some people are, isn't it?]

With my goals, with what I want-- and I've been trusting you to follow through on that. There are things I've ended up telling you that I wouldn't want to share with any others, here.

...So I suppose that I do, yes. In as much as I can trust anyone here after so short a time.

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[cyclists]

[Trust is such a weird, fragile thing. It's something Sol's put a lot of thought into, especially here, especially knowing all of these people are bound to betray each other sooner or later even if it's entirely accidental.

And of course knowing people like Shirasu that don't really have a lot of confidence or trust in other people, it's something even harder to really piece together. When he'd given Shirasu his task initially, Sol wasn't counting himself or Lune. But...at the same time they are technically working together.

So...there's a nod.]

I don't know if it really counts by what the universe would think. We're kind of just acting for them, so it's really their final say.

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[cyclists]

[But his hands move and he's tentatively pulling the hood back to let it drop behind him.]

But I think I'd count it anyway, just for myself.

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[wagashis]

[what the fuck he can do that

at first shirasu just stares a moment, because hello, that's absolutely unexpected?]

[wagashis]

[...Sol gets a faint smile afterwards, though. He'd intended to ask if that was actually mutual, given that he wouldn't at all blame someone who knew his actions for not trusting him...

But a gesture like that says enough, he thinks.]

I knew Lune-san called you young, but it's hard to know what someone claiming to be at least a thousand thinks that is. I suppose that was right, after all.

[cyclists]

[Hewwo. There's a very quiet laugh at that though.]

To most people I think I'd be kinda young, but to Lune especially. Truthfully...I've only been alive for almost two years now. [He just hasn't bothered saying that to literally anybody else.]

[wagashis]

Only two years...?

[His brow furrows a little as he looks him over, there.]

How is that possible?

[cyclists]

When I was born...I was born from somebody else's heart. People like me are what's left over when other people lose their hearts. That includes the body and the soul. But we're not really considered whole because we're missing our own hearts.

[...] That's what we were always told, anyway. But that's not true.

[wagashis]

A part of a whole, then, but still your own entity...?

[Hey universe, quick question, why the fuck does he keep meeting people like that? Thanks.]

I assume the truth is that it isn't entirely missing, then.

[cyclists]

It's a really long story. In the end, I had to go back where I came from, but we learned it was possible to grow our own hearts. As long as we had a vessel, we could become our own people again.

[And a vague gesture at himself. He can be a real boy now.]

[wagashis]

...I see.

[Sort of, inasmuch as any ye olde with only some degree of supernatural in their home world can get that.]

Does your situation have anything to do with what you told me before, about looking for something?

[cyclists]

[A thin smile.] Yes. There's something really important I have to get back. I'm not gonna stop until I find it.

[wagashis]

With any luck, this will help.

[He doesn't press what that might be, right now; instead, Shirasu looks him over once more.]

I suppose I should also ask-- is there another name you'd prefer to go by, now?

[cyclists]

[There's a nod. He sure does hope this helps, or it would be almost all for naught. But the question allows him to eye Shirasu curiously before providing an answer.]

Roxas. But if you'd prefer to keep calling me Sol I guess that's fine.

[wagashis]

I'll still refer to you as Sol around others, Roxas-kun.

[But it seems fair to use his actual name in private? So.]

[cyclists]

Thanks. Not a lot of people know my true name, but the ones who do have decided it's probably safer to keep calling me Sol, too. It's kind of a bummer, but I get it.

[wagashis]

I don't suppose you're able to say who any of them are, are you.

[cyclists]

You're not stupid, Shirasu.

[wagashis]

It's often worth making sure.

[But yes, that's exactly what he expected.]

[cyclists]

Nobody else knows that part, so I'd also appreciate it if you kept that to yourself.

I trust you with that much. [So don't be a dick and break his trust.]

[wagashis]

I won't speak of you, Roxas-kun. If nothing else, I do tend to keep my relations private enough.

[probably half the people he talks to don't necessarily know who else he speaks with and that's fine.]

[cyclists]

By choice, or by necessity?

[He's pretty sure it's the former but knowing Shirasu? It's worth asking.]