Said with the soul | Not Accepting
In the last legs of his exhaustion, there is comfort seeing Nanami once more today. The weariness in his body and soul matched the way that the older seemed, hinting to them both being in a similar state.
He spoke too much, asked too much of people today.
But in a poetic way, he didn't have much to say to Nanami. Everything that could have been said before was already shared in the same sentiments from the other prior.
"I think of you as family too."
It's gentle the way it falls from his mouth, giving a slow exhale through his nose that follows, shoulders slumping.
"Gojo was the guide to the rocky start of my life, and you helped me stand to keep going, despite my shortcomings. Even for us both becoming cogs, becoming complacent with the fate that was handed to us, we can stand here and look one another in the eye."
He does just that, meeting Nanami's hazel with his own soft teals. He could recall their last words to one another, the promise to keep him safe to the best of his ability before the ghost of his father separated them.
"I'm happy to see you, Nanami-san. When you come and visit, I will always welcome you home."