Date: 2012-10-01 12:04 am (UTC)
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He's wrong. I should tell him so in no uncertain terms. But I'm not so crass as to point out that he risks fatal brain damage at any moment and I don't. I do understand. He doesn't want to feel mollycoddled or like anyone feels sorry for him. Especially not me, his subordinate, his partner.

"It's not quite like that, sempai." Let's leave it at that for now. I'll respect his choice to carry on as normal, for as long as he can. I'm still not sure that he's telling me the whole story but I have no way of finding out. We're not related, and so his doctors can't tell me anything. I suppose in a sense he's right, though. He could have several months or years to go whereas I could be killed tomorrow. I am Birth.

I sit in silence beside him for a few moments longer, trying to clear my head of all the thoughts running through it, "What's going to happen now? Do we just go back and carry on as if none of this had ever happened?" Whatever he says, I can't do nothing. I have to make arrangements. Some kind of plan in case he starts to slip away from me, and ... and something for us. I want to help him make the most of whatever time he's got left.
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