[it's been a day. it's been a week-- several weeks, actually-- and ishikirimaru is tired, heart still heavy with guilt from what they've done. he's been keeping this up for so long.
but at those words and that touch, he finally cracks slightly. ishi's a little choked up when he speaks again.]
...all right.
[he is doing his best to ignore the way his eyes water.]
[A thank you is on the tip of his tongue, but instead he allows his hand to rest more fully on Ishi's cheek before he comes in and wraps his arm around him fully, letting the weight of the sword balance between the two of them.]
As I share your pain, allow me, too, to share my faith.
[ishi wraps his arms around him in silence, bent over so that he can embrace ion fully in turn; he doesn't trust himself to speak, doesn't trust himself to look at him. he never wants to break in front of someone else.
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[and he wasn't even with ion when he did any of this-- none of it should be associated with him at all.]
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I wouldn't be a very good god if I let you do that. Perhaps it's time you finally allowed yourself the chance to rest those shoulders.
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[it's been a day. it's been a week-- several weeks, actually-- and ishikirimaru is tired, heart still heavy with guilt from what they've done. he's been keeping this up for so long.
but at those words and that touch, he finally cracks slightly. ishi's a little choked up when he speaks again.]
...all right.
[he is doing his best to ignore the way his eyes water.]
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As I share your pain, allow me, too, to share my faith.
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but he trembles, slightly.]