[ Yuuto pauses to tuck his hands underneath cat Kamui's arms to pull him away so that he could peek at his suit. His head drops as he sees that it's been stained with blood - his own! Well, he supposes if it has to be anyone's blood, it's good that it's his. ]
This is going to get cold.
[ Ah, well.
And he's back to holding Kamui carefully in his arms. His hand lightly resting on top of the cat's head, giving it a soft little pat. ]
You don't seem to be in distress, at least. [ He trots along in the church to locate what food that he happens to have. Something room-temperature safe. Is it really stale chips! It is! Congrats!
He opens the bag before holding it out to the feline. ]
[ upon physically touching the cat against its head, the soft pats show that the black substance sticks to yuuto's hand like bubblegum. thin threads snapping if he pulls his hand away, and the cat unbothered by these events as it continues to ooze.
distress is a term, but would have been the case if the cat held more onto the thoughts and feelings of their owner. unfortunately, the cat is less in sync with that and more in tune with the food being offered. learning forward, the cat sniffs at the bag unsure—
test. test.
and it's with one curious action that the cat walks into the bag, fitting to its shape, and the body melting all over the stale chips. he's feeding. ]
[ Sitting on the floor, he sits criss-cross applesauce. It allows him to prop his elbow on his thigh and lean on his hand - glancing a little into the bag where the cat has gone. ]
I'm glad that I chose right, at least.
[ Letting out a small sigh, he continues: ]
You know, I got recently a job here. [ Actually, he might have two? How did he get to be so employed? He isn't sure. Is he that wanted a worker? Ah - well. ] It is with Roe Deer-san. I'd love to give you a business card to show, but alas --
[ He leans back as he holds his hands out to show them as empty. ]
-- I don't have anything. [ A beat. ] And I don't think that we have an established place to work unlike where my other -- [ He flicks his finger to the side. ] -- employment is.
[ he chose right for the cat, but wrong for the man on the other side— an expired bag of chips devoured at once, an unsettled stomach, and an unfortunate scene. aside from that, the cat has ate all of the chips as though it never existed in the first place.
it trots halfway out the bag and leaving half of its body inside while front paws and its head stick out.
a flick of an ear, the cat made of sludge and shadows tilts its head before laying down completely... rolling to the side with the back attached. the cat stops before looking to yuuto, and the information rests in the cat's mind briefly before walking over (and the crunch of the chip bag crackling under its steps). at the sound of "roe deer", the cat becomes a little more chatty. ]
Mrrr...
[ brushing itself against the man's knee, the cat looks up to him and another sound leaves from it almost like a sing-song. ]
Mmr! ya!
[ there may be some underlying happiness to this, but it appears to be satisfied at the conversation. ]
[ Yuuto has that urge to reach out to pet the top of the cat's head. However, it's one that's born of wanting to do right by the feline. He continues to look the melting Kamui over - he seems to be himself just less tangible than usual.
He seems to be able to speak a little, which is reassuring, he supposes. ]
Have you met Roe Deer-san, Kamui?
[ Again, he wonders if "Kamui" will ever be anything other than Kamui to him. Will he call him "Kamui-kun" or "Shirou-kun?" Will he muster up a need to care? It's hard to say. No -- it's not. He probably will always refer to him as such unless asked.
And if he never does, things will remain as they are. ]
I think you two would get along. Although, I'm not sure if that's a compliment.
[ His smile shifts to a sad, sympathetic one. ]
What I mean is that it's more of a statement than anything else. [ He decides to correct himself. ] I feel the two of you have a lot of responsibilities that you've had in your life... and you're not sure how to not have them... so you find ways to have a duty here.
[ Tipping his head back, his smile shifts to something fond. ] It seems like I'm also becoming more and more employed... because I like to see what might be accomplished.
[ A small sigh. ] I hope you both find those that will tell you when it is time to rest. I can only do so a little bit, but... I'm afraid I'd like for you to still have your autonomy. [ Which is a nice way of saying he doesn't intend to push anything. Which is a terrible way of saying he doesn't intend to involve himself more than necessary. ]
[ the cat turns its head left, too far left, but maybe the limberness of a cat betrays all reason and it can do this. a cat should be able to melt too in a puddle that doesn't seem right by cat standards, it's unreasonable, but this cat seems to fair well and reacts appropriately.
such thoughts as roe deer, kamui, roe deer, kamui. the blend, the differences. the cat knows them well, it knows as much as kim soleum allows for it, and because those names are recognizable those deep eyes can blink slow looking up at the man to continue his story. what is the reason that it wouldn't be a compliment, and why is this man so sad?
is he sad? or is he just simply being?
the cat doesn't know so the cat manages a form much like a cat that oozes and bleeds black, and comes closer to the man to rub its body along the man's leg. he may not want to close the distance of touch, but the action is done without much thought as it listens to him speak. hard workers? those that shoot for the stars and will extinguish soon enough? no star burns brightly forever, and once their usefulness has been seen, or once they exhaust themselves.
they'll fall.
when the cat realizes this, the body breaks down more than it should... almost saddened, disheartened, afraid until...
it feels no more. ]
Mrrrrr...
[ it's like the cat knows this. yet it doesn't know because it doesn't know where these feelings come from.
the cat lays flat onto its stomach now, it's propped up against the man's leg, and it leans for support as it pretends to "rest". the cat can listen to a few commands, not all, but enough that yuuto will find that the cat is listening to him. slowly the feline lifts its head to look at him, big eyes attached to the expression that yuuto wears before it yawns.
gently, it nudges him next. as if commanding him to lay down as well. if he's so employed... so busy, isn't he someone who needs to rest extra, and so the can displays this request by getting up then laying down before nudging the other. up, fall, nudge, up, fall, nudge. over and over. ]
[ A comment more than anything else. He drops his hand down to rest on the cat's neck, lightly petting the melting body. His eyes roll up as he wonders if this is a rude gesture or not. Does Kamui like to be petted as a cat? He closes his eyes as he feels a chuckle bubbling in his throat.
He coughs and clears the noise away. ]
Being loved is difficult, isn't it?
[ A conversation that the two of them had while in the maze. He lifts his free hand to lightly scratch his face - it moves a little out of time with his thoughts. A numbness running down his fingers from having cut the limb off in the dream. As such, he ends up more like lightly slapping himself with all his fingers. ]
Hm - that'll take some time to get better, I hope.
[ A casual remark. ]
But anyway, as troubling as being loved is, I'm glad that you are. Although, I believe you were just as loved, if not more, back home. Perhaps, that was the source of a lot of your suffering... but that's none of my business.
[ If that girl and boy hadn't loved Kamui so much, if they let him go, he may have become his new CEO and that boy might've been the one to be part of the Dragons of Heaven. Tipping his head back, he muses - if he had, would Kamui manifest again? Or would he have remained that teenager? Would it have been a different kind of tragedy for them both? ]
But that also is what-ifs and such that have no business anywhere. I suppose I just like thinking about it, as I'm sure that you occasionally do. [ A fun thinking exercise, he supposes. ] However, we mustn't think of what could or couldn't be... the past has already happened and there is no way to alter its events.
Beyond being quite delusional, I suppose.
[ At that, he does laugh. ]
Anyway, Kamui... I do wish I could give you a business card, but I'm afraid I lost all my possessions beyond the clothes on my back when I arrived here. The only other thing I keep on my person is a letter of apology in case ... you know who comes to this reality.
[ A slight pause and sigh. ]
I do hope that you're at least happy here. No matter how loved you are, try to be happy for yourself.
[ there's words being said, and certain words that cause the cat to want to recoil... turn away maybe, because they're feelings and things that soleum himself doesn't know or feel. it bothers him, this is like his subconscious at work, but the comments and actions are so difficult to digest that the cat is a little lost.
or maybe it hurts even if it doesn't know pain, but it knows the word kamui so it tries to remain where it is without flinching or the desire to leave. since the man thinks he is kamui, since he thinks the cat is this individual who is loved, too loved, meant to be loved... it is a little bothered, but the cat doesn't show this.
nothing makes sense, but it's all said, and the cat who is not this person that is loved, or this person who is loved too much, or even a person at all can only listen. it's information it doesn't realize it shouldn't know, but it does, it's words it realizes isn't meant for it. maybe that's a good thing, and the cat tries to approach this realization in a different light.
getting up, the cat walks away some to find a sheet of paper of any sort. when it does, it brings it back to show yuuto what it's found, and the body of the cat has already broken down again (maybe it's sad, or it lacks the will to retain a proper form, or maybe it's heard so much that it feels... something). it's just a cat that doesn't have a well of information like its human counterpart.
a paw touches the slip of paper, and rather than letters being written, it instead circles certain ones to form words to talk to yuuto. it's at the expense of its own body as it melts and melts further on the card, but the circled letters chosen are meant to read and an arrow points in yuuto's direction:
h a p p y ?
at the end of the day, the reason the cat came here was to check on yuuto and instead was gifted with so much in return. so much that, it doesn't know what will happen once it comes back to it's owner, but information that may or may not be touched upon because it's none of his business too.
...
but the business the cat wants to attend to is simple.
w a t c h e d a f t e r ?
maybe the cat could have spoken like this before, or probably not. it's a very mysterious cat. ]
[ Adjusting how he's sitting, he sits more criss-cross applesauce (as it were) and rests one elbow on his knee as he leans forward to see what Kamui has brought forward. It is done with the rapt attention of a good and proper individual (or so he believes).
If he had glasses, he might've lightly pushed them up to show he's really focusing on what is being presented. As he doesn't have that, he has to squint for a second to read each letter. ]
Ah - how ingenious of you, Kamui. I suppose this is a way to talk, hm?
[ He offers him a smile before ducking his head. ]
I'm sorry. That probably is rude to you, my apologies, again.
[ But the questions do leave him a little confused. He breathes a little laugh through his nose as he supposes that he's being worried after - so! ]
If it's all right, can I answer these questions as I interpret them?
[ He tilts his head, hoping it'd be okay. ]
If you're asking if I'm happy, I'm always quite content. You need not worry about my own happiness, Kamui. In fact, I'd say it's a worthless endeavor on your part. But if I were to say that, it might make you worry more, hm?
[ He holds his chin and lets out a small hum. ]
So, instead, just assume regardless of the situation I'm in, I shall be all right.
[ But if anyone is looking after him -- he shakes his head. ]
I don't have anyone, but I also have a lot of people I can cry to if things get rough.
[ But will he cry to them about something serious? Probably not. He just likes crying when it is a nothing problem. ]
[ what this cat learns is that kamui suffers, it's very difficult to understand someone who doesn't give a lot. however, this is a cat, and the basic understanding of anything is to meow, eat, rest and do these three things over and over again. or that's what it thought! it came here because of something called concern, a bit of worry, eyes that rest on the other's hand that is now in place.
is his hand okay? did i make the right choice? i should check on him when i'm able to.
thoughts like that swirled inside the mind of the cat's owner, deep in his subconscious, and the feline follows out with this desire to check. it's that feeling that keeps the cat here, not because of kamui's beliefs or how kamui feels, but that's who this man believes the cat to be.
kamui.
kamui must also worry for this man, but does he worry in the same way that the cat worries? there's something about a note, about kamui being loved more at home than here, and while the cat doesn't know much about that feeling... it knows the questions that have been made before by its owner. an owner who thinks too much, he contemplates all his decisions, the same owner who may hate what happens here once the cat returns and connects with him.
f i n d
he doesn't have anyone and that's lonely.
though, yuuto might think of it as loneliness so what is the cat to say? the cat who knows loneliness because its owner has always been lonely. they only felt like they had someone when it was just a pink, plush doll he could talk to. that was his only friend. the cat has no doll, but it knows loneliness, and it raises a paw.
the paw comes back down on the paper circling the same letters.
[ Yuuto tilts his head as he muses over the word that is being pointed out to him multiple times. His eyes roll up as he attempts to think as to what Kamui could mean. ]
Um --
[ He points to his own face. ]
-- find people to look after me?
[ Would that make Kamui worry a little less? ]
You're really a kind person.
[ He hums as he thinks about it a little more. ]
I've found another job, actually, and that person is willing to let me live in that space. I suppose I'd be surrounded by people who would worry about me - if that would put your heart at ease, I don't see any problem with it.
[ It is a bit like Seishirou said when Kamui first manifested in this city; he is doing everything that he can to appease the rival CEO. His shoulders bounce a little as he laughs. But even more than that, he supposes that Kamui should have someone who listens to him.
Not to say the people around him don't listen to him. He's sure they do, but not like how the Dragons of Earth listened to Kamui. ]
nothing wrong, it hopes. a helping hand, possibly. it only came here to check on a hand that's there, and now there's something else here at play. this entire conversation is... one-sided as the cat doesn't know an inkling of what's being proposed. all it can do is take random parts of conversation, find some middling ground, and offer. that's why when the other reads find and translates it into his own beliefs.
in a way, isn't this what yuuto wants?
sitting down, the cat withdraws from the sheet of paper with various letters and looks at the man curious. a place with many people that will look over him. that sounds nice, doesn't it? how does his owner feel about this? the cat's head turns left then right, and it even moves to look behind itself before setting properly face forward in front of yuuto. he will never be here again? what about his collection, will he need help moving that?
oh will that little figure in his pocket get the job done? the cat has no right making commands because it's just a cat that can hardly keep a general form. even now, it's body is pooling by the tail, dripping slowly and its own legs have started to stick together as it sits. this cat is not kamui, but only a part of kim soleum, still kim soleum at the end of the day and the cat withdraws.
it takes a step back, blinks slowly, and then isn't it better than living in a place like this alone when no one will know what will happen? even when kim soleum left that day when yuuto was to rest, the man had stayed around a little longer than he should have. until he felt like the other would be fine and not have any difficulties is when mr. roe deer would leave feeling as things were fine.
maybe it's best.
even though the cat withdraws a bit of a distance. it'll stop. then it will nod, it nods because isn't that other place with many individuals who can see after him best?
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
momijizukamori
no subject
[ Yuuto pauses to tuck his hands underneath cat Kamui's arms to pull him away so that he could peek at his suit. His head drops as he sees that it's been stained with blood - his own! Well, he supposes if it has to be anyone's blood, it's good that it's his. ]
This is going to get cold.
[ Ah, well.
And he's back to holding Kamui carefully in his arms. His hand lightly resting on top of the cat's head, giving it a soft little pat. ]
You don't seem to be in distress, at least. [ He trots along in the church to locate what food that he happens to have. Something room-temperature safe. Is it really stale chips! It is! Congrats!
He opens the bag before holding it out to the feline. ]
no subject
distress is a term, but would have been the case if the cat held more onto the thoughts and feelings of their owner. unfortunately, the cat is less in sync with that and more in tune with the food being offered. learning forward, the cat sniffs at the bag unsure—
test. test.
and it's with one curious action that the cat walks into the bag, fitting to its shape, and the body melting all over the stale chips. he's feeding. ]
no subject
[ Sitting on the floor, he sits criss-cross applesauce. It allows him to prop his elbow on his thigh and lean on his hand - glancing a little into the bag where the cat has gone. ]
I'm glad that I chose right, at least.
[ Letting out a small sigh, he continues: ]
You know, I got recently a job here. [ Actually, he might have two? How did he get to be so employed? He isn't sure. Is he that wanted a worker? Ah - well. ] It is with Roe Deer-san. I'd love to give you a business card to show, but alas --
[ He leans back as he holds his hands out to show them as empty. ]
-- I don't have anything. [ A beat. ] And I don't think that we have an established place to work unlike where my other -- [ He flicks his finger to the side. ] -- employment is.
no subject
it trots halfway out the bag and leaving half of its body inside while front paws and its head stick out.
a flick of an ear, the cat made of sludge and shadows tilts its head before laying down completely... rolling to the side with the back attached. the cat stops before looking to yuuto, and the information rests in the cat's mind briefly before walking over (and the crunch of the chip bag crackling under its steps). at the sound of "roe deer", the cat becomes a little more chatty. ]
Mrrr...
[ brushing itself against the man's knee, the cat looks up to him and another sound leaves from it almost like a sing-song. ]
Mmr! ya!
[ there may be some underlying happiness to this, but it appears to be satisfied at the conversation. ]
no subject
He seems to be able to speak a little, which is reassuring, he supposes. ]
Have you met Roe Deer-san, Kamui?
[ Again, he wonders if "Kamui" will ever be anything other than Kamui to him. Will he call him "Kamui-kun" or "Shirou-kun?" Will he muster up a need to care? It's hard to say. No -- it's not. He probably will always refer to him as such unless asked.
And if he never does, things will remain as they are. ]
I think you two would get along. Although, I'm not sure if that's a compliment.
[ His smile shifts to a sad, sympathetic one. ]
What I mean is that it's more of a statement than anything else. [ He decides to correct himself. ] I feel the two of you have a lot of responsibilities that you've had in your life... and you're not sure how to not have them... so you find ways to have a duty here.
[ Tipping his head back, his smile shifts to something fond. ] It seems like I'm also becoming more and more employed... because I like to see what might be accomplished.
[ A small sigh. ] I hope you both find those that will tell you when it is time to rest. I can only do so a little bit, but... I'm afraid I'd like for you to still have your autonomy. [ Which is a nice way of saying he doesn't intend to push anything. Which is a terrible way of saying he doesn't intend to involve himself more than necessary. ]
no subject
such thoughts as roe deer, kamui, roe deer, kamui. the blend, the differences. the cat knows them well, it knows as much as kim soleum allows for it, and because those names are recognizable those deep eyes can blink slow looking up at the man to continue his story. what is the reason that it wouldn't be a compliment, and why is this man so sad?
is he sad? or is he just simply being?
the cat doesn't know so the cat manages a form much like a cat that oozes and bleeds black, and comes closer to the man to rub its body along the man's leg. he may not want to close the distance of touch, but the action is done without much thought as it listens to him speak. hard workers? those that shoot for the stars and will extinguish soon enough? no star burns brightly forever, and once their usefulness has been seen, or once they exhaust themselves.
they'll fall.
when the cat realizes this, the body breaks down more than it should... almost saddened, disheartened, afraid until...
it feels no more. ]
Mrrrrr...
[ it's like the cat knows this. yet it doesn't know because it doesn't know where these feelings come from.
the cat lays flat onto its stomach now, it's propped up against the man's leg, and it leans for support as it pretends to "rest". the cat can listen to a few commands, not all, but enough that yuuto will find that the cat is listening to him. slowly the feline lifts its head to look at him, big eyes attached to the expression that yuuto wears before it yawns.
gently, it nudges him next. as if commanding him to lay down as well. if he's so employed... so busy, isn't he someone who needs to rest extra, and so the can displays this request by getting up then laying down before nudging the other. up, fall, nudge, up, fall, nudge. over and over. ]
no subject
[ A comment more than anything else. He drops his hand down to rest on the cat's neck, lightly petting the melting body. His eyes roll up as he wonders if this is a rude gesture or not. Does Kamui like to be petted as a cat? He closes his eyes as he feels a chuckle bubbling in his throat.
He coughs and clears the noise away. ]
Being loved is difficult, isn't it?
[ A conversation that the two of them had while in the maze. He lifts his free hand to lightly scratch his face - it moves a little out of time with his thoughts. A numbness running down his fingers from having cut the limb off in the dream. As such, he ends up more like lightly slapping himself with all his fingers. ]
Hm - that'll take some time to get better, I hope.
[ A casual remark. ]
But anyway, as troubling as being loved is, I'm glad that you are. Although, I believe you were just as loved, if not more, back home. Perhaps, that was the source of a lot of your suffering... but that's none of my business.
[ If that girl and boy hadn't loved Kamui so much, if they let him go, he may have become his new CEO and that boy might've been the one to be part of the Dragons of Heaven. Tipping his head back, he muses - if he had, would Kamui manifest again? Or would he have remained that teenager? Would it have been a different kind of tragedy for them both? ]
But that also is what-ifs and such that have no business anywhere. I suppose I just like thinking about it, as I'm sure that you occasionally do. [ A fun thinking exercise, he supposes. ] However, we mustn't think of what could or couldn't be... the past has already happened and there is no way to alter its events.
Beyond being quite delusional, I suppose.
[ At that, he does laugh. ]
Anyway, Kamui... I do wish I could give you a business card, but I'm afraid I lost all my possessions beyond the clothes on my back when I arrived here. The only other thing I keep on my person is a letter of apology in case ... you know who comes to this reality.
[ A slight pause and sigh. ]
I do hope that you're at least happy here. No matter how loved you are, try to be happy for yourself.
no subject
or maybe it hurts even if it doesn't know pain, but it knows the word kamui so it tries to remain where it is without flinching or the desire to leave. since the man thinks he is kamui, since he thinks the cat is this individual who is loved, too loved, meant to be loved... it is a little bothered, but the cat doesn't show this.
nothing makes sense, but it's all said, and the cat who is not this person that is loved, or this person who is loved too much, or even a person at all can only listen. it's information it doesn't realize it shouldn't know, but it does, it's words it realizes isn't meant for it. maybe that's a good thing, and the cat tries to approach this realization in a different light.
getting up, the cat walks away some to find a sheet of paper of any sort. when it does, it brings it back to show yuuto what it's found, and the body of the cat has already broken down again (maybe it's sad, or it lacks the will to retain a proper form, or maybe it's heard so much that it feels... something). it's just a cat that doesn't have a well of information like its human counterpart.
a paw touches the slip of paper, and rather than letters being written, it instead circles certain ones to form words to talk to yuuto. it's at the expense of its own body as it melts and melts further on the card, but the circled letters chosen are meant to read and an arrow points in yuuto's direction:
h a p p y ?
at the end of the day, the reason the cat came here was to check on yuuto and instead was gifted with so much in return. so much that, it doesn't know what will happen once it comes back to it's owner, but information that may or may not be touched upon because it's none of his business too.
...
but the business the cat wants to attend to is simple.
w a t c h e d a f t e r ?
maybe the cat could have spoken like this before, or probably not. it's a very mysterious cat. ]
no subject
If he had glasses, he might've lightly pushed them up to show he's really focusing on what is being presented. As he doesn't have that, he has to squint for a second to read each letter. ]
Ah - how ingenious of you, Kamui. I suppose this is a way to talk, hm?
[ He offers him a smile before ducking his head. ]
I'm sorry. That probably is rude to you, my apologies, again.
[ But the questions do leave him a little confused. He breathes a little laugh through his nose as he supposes that he's being worried after - so! ]
If it's all right, can I answer these questions as I interpret them?
[ He tilts his head, hoping it'd be okay. ]
If you're asking if I'm happy, I'm always quite content. You need not worry about my own happiness, Kamui. In fact, I'd say it's a worthless endeavor on your part. But if I were to say that, it might make you worry more, hm?
[ He holds his chin and lets out a small hum. ]
So, instead, just assume regardless of the situation I'm in, I shall be all right.
[ But if anyone is looking after him -- he shakes his head. ]
I don't have anyone, but I also have a lot of people I can cry to if things get rough.
[ But will he cry to them about something serious? Probably not. He just likes crying when it is a nothing problem. ]
no subject
is his hand okay? did i make the right choice? i should check on him when i'm able to.
thoughts like that swirled inside the mind of the cat's owner, deep in his subconscious, and the feline follows out with this desire to check. it's that feeling that keeps the cat here, not because of kamui's beliefs or how kamui feels, but that's who this man believes the cat to be.
kamui.
kamui must also worry for this man, but does he worry in the same way that the cat worries? there's something about a note, about kamui being loved more at home than here, and while the cat doesn't know much about that feeling... it knows the questions that have been made before by its owner. an owner who thinks too much, he contemplates all his decisions, the same owner who may hate what happens here once the cat returns and connects with him.
f i n d
he doesn't have anyone and that's lonely.
though, yuuto might think of it as loneliness so what is the cat to say? the cat who knows loneliness because its owner has always been lonely. they only felt like they had someone when it was just a pink, plush doll he could talk to. that was his only friend. the cat has no doll, but it knows loneliness, and it raises a paw.
the paw comes back down on the paper circling the same letters.
f i n d
deep colored eyes look up at the other. ]
no subject
[ Yuuto tilts his head as he muses over the word that is being pointed out to him multiple times. His eyes roll up as he attempts to think as to what Kamui could mean. ]
Um --
[ He points to his own face. ]
-- find people to look after me?
[ Would that make Kamui worry a little less? ]
You're really a kind person.
[ He hums as he thinks about it a little more. ]
I've found another job, actually, and that person is willing to let me live in that space. I suppose I'd be surrounded by people who would worry about me - if that would put your heart at ease, I don't see any problem with it.
[ It is a bit like Seishirou said when Kamui first manifested in this city; he is doing everything that he can to appease the rival CEO. His shoulders bounce a little as he laughs. But even more than that, he supposes that Kamui should have someone who listens to him.
Not to say the people around him don't listen to him. He's sure they do, but not like how the Dragons of Earth listened to Kamui. ]
I'll move there right away.
no subject
nothing wrong, it hopes. a helping hand, possibly. it only came here to check on a hand that's there, and now there's something else here at play. this entire conversation is... one-sided as the cat doesn't know an inkling of what's being proposed. all it can do is take random parts of conversation, find some middling ground, and offer. that's why when the other reads find and translates it into his own beliefs.
in a way, isn't this what yuuto wants?
sitting down, the cat withdraws from the sheet of paper with various letters and looks at the man curious. a place with many people that will look over him. that sounds nice, doesn't it? how does his owner feel about this? the cat's head turns left then right, and it even moves to look behind itself before setting properly face forward in front of yuuto. he will never be here again? what about his collection, will he need help moving that?
oh will that little figure in his pocket get the job done? the cat has no right making commands because it's just a cat that can hardly keep a general form. even now, it's body is pooling by the tail, dripping slowly and its own legs have started to stick together as it sits. this cat is not kamui, but only a part of kim soleum, still kim soleum at the end of the day and the cat withdraws.
it takes a step back, blinks slowly, and then isn't it better than living in a place like this alone when no one will know what will happen? even when kim soleum left that day when yuuto was to rest, the man had stayed around a little longer than he should have. until he felt like the other would be fine and not have any difficulties is when mr. roe deer would leave feeling as things were fine.
maybe it's best.
even though the cat withdraws a bit of a distance. it'll stop. then it will nod, it nods because isn't that other place with many individuals who can see after him best?
this cat is not kind.
another nod.
this cat can only agree to what's best. ]