#allmoveforward

He wasn’t exactly pleased about being on babysitting duty, greatly preferring to instead go out and look for ingredients needed for the starsickness cure. Yet one thing lead to another and here he was, sitting on the floor of a bunkhouse making dream catchers and other simple crafts.

Back home, Touya would occasionally help Ryuusei with babysitting his younger cousins whenever they visited- and honestly he was thankful that these kids were a whole lot quieter compared to the cousins, he could practically hear them as he recalled the memory.

Hearing the door behind him open, he turns around slightly to see who walked in, sighing briefly. Sure, the kids were quiet now, yet who knows how long that would last.

   There were still parts of him that doubted any of this was real — he did die, after all, and so did Joe. It made far more sense for this to be some kind of afterlife, and even after his conversation with the younger, he at least half-believed it.

   Until he saw Sara.

   Sou was less concerned with the possibility of her being dead too ( though he finds himself hoping that she isn’t ) and more concerned with the fact that he would have to face her. There were a million reasons he could think of not too, to turn around and pretend he hadn’t seen the girl and to avoid seeing her again. It’s a shame that the excuse he’d just given Joe would only make that more suspicious.

   Though, without this excuse, he wouldn’t have any way to face her at all. At least this was a sure way to stave off an unfortunate conversation that he’s certainly not ready to have. Now it was just a matter of her believing in him.

   ( He sighs, blessing and cursing the charade in the same breath. )

   Sou raises his hand in a small greeting and places a smile on his face — after all, she’s still their trustworthy leader.

       okay, so maybe he’s just a little upset he was told to stay in town. ‘there are kids your age, so maybe you’d have fun!’ he was told. yeah, right! sure, the field of theama was kinda scary, especially considering he thought joe of all people was an illusion, but he made it out fine, didn’t he?! but no, now he’s stuck with the rest of the kids from the group that wandered into the village and to say he’s pouty is an understatement. 

    well. that is, until he sees a very familiar figure and suddenly the pout hidden beneath gin’s face mask is a bright smile. his feet carry him towards her with hurried steps, an arm letting go of mew-chan briefly to wrap around her waist in a surprise hug.

Welcome to Eidolon, traveler. Wishes have brought you far, and we know they will only bring you further.

You will find your residence in Bunkhouse #6.

Your death collar sits upon your mattress... No longer are you restrained by it, but still, it brings a sense of foreboding... 

Search, seek, persist. Take heart in your heart.