[ see, jim had learnt it, but claude's changed him so much, too much. how is he to go back to such tough skin? he feels everything, now. intensified. jim macken was the polar opposite of that, of what alois trancy is now. ]
It does... seem a lot better, doesn't it? I slip up, even though I am rather good at reminding myself. 'Any day, now,' I'll think, and then it happens, and nothing inside of me is still at all.
I needn't worry about it any longer. Death makes such things inconsequential. [She sighs and her expression softens.] I made many mistakes. I wouldn't want you to do what I did.
[ ;_; omg, just... sugargliders all over her. aka draping on her. aka they're probably dropping toward the earth because he's just weighted on her, pressing face affectionately into her hair. ]
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your optimism is grating, okay. ]
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that doesn't mean he won't try to grate on Alois like an elder. Or bite lightly on one of the other's palms like a petulant child.]
Oi, oi, not the face.
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this is ciel's aunt, isn't she? he's much more straight standing, now. ] Of course, you're right. Inevitable, isn't it?
[ it still aches so much, though. what a soft child. ]
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It does... seem a lot better, doesn't it? I slip up, even though I am rather good at reminding myself. 'Any day, now,' I'll think, and then it happens, and nothing inside of me is still at all.
How do you do it?
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You're aware of that, then? Is it strange? Knowing you're not alive anymore?
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[ notice how no one left until after he came. wow. the problem is such an eyesore right now. gross, gross, gross. ]
Everyone is shit.
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People oughtn't be that replaceable to you.
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