[ Of course he feels so much for Yu. His nature as a Shadow is human emotion, and he had so much of it— he loved with all his heart, yearned with all his soul, cried as if wringing himself dry— and all of that was before he became a Shadow.
He'd always loved people, watching them and learning from them, and that's how he'd spent much of his life, ghosting from country to country, town to town, listening. wondering. leaving, in the end, before he can make permanent attachments or he would never want to leave and he would never be able to see the rest of the world. It's different now, in this city and with its people, with Yu who's become such a dear friend among an uncountable number of faces that much have passed through Ryoji's short life.
Sometimes, he feels regret over how easily he leaves people, touching a life and gone the next breath, and even more over how easily he's let go. But Yu asked to stay. With him. Him who smiles in trying to get Yu to smile again, who removes Yu's hand from his elbow to take it in his, wanting to comfort Yu the same way Yu comforted him— has always comforted him, his presence always made him feel grounded, as if things will be okay as long as he's there at his side.
What does he want to do?
A lot of things. He wants to pull Yu into a hug and not let go. He wants to search for those dandelions he'll never find, just so Yu will have to stay with him forever. He's tired. ]
...I want to be able to go home.
[ But he can't, grip tightening on Yu's hand, not wanting to let go, not when it feels as if Thanatos could claw its way out the moment Yu leaves his sight. ]
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He'd always loved people, watching them and learning from them, and that's how he'd spent much of his life, ghosting from country to country, town to town, listening. wondering. leaving, in the end, before he can make permanent attachments or he would never want to leave and he would never be able to see the rest of the world. It's different now, in this city and with its people, with Yu who's become such a dear friend among an uncountable number of faces that much have passed through Ryoji's short life.
Sometimes, he feels regret over how easily he leaves people, touching a life and gone the next breath, and even more over how easily he's let go. But Yu asked to stay. With him. Him who smiles in trying to get Yu to smile again, who removes Yu's hand from his elbow to take it in his, wanting to comfort Yu the same way Yu comforted him— has always comforted him, his presence always made him feel grounded, as if things will be okay as long as he's there at his side.
What does he want to do?
A lot of things. He wants to pull Yu into a hug and not let go. He wants to search for those dandelions he'll never find, just so Yu will have to stay with him forever. He's tired. ]
...I want to be able to go home.
[ But he can't, grip tightening on Yu's hand, not wanting to let go, not when it feels as if Thanatos could claw its way out the moment Yu leaves his sight. ]