I go a little still when I hear Hiromu's voice. It echoes oddly, everything does in cross-dimension communication. But he doesn't sound... upset. Or angry. Or hurt. Or anything but soft.
He's probably scared.
For me.
Stupid, adorable wonderful brat.
I care for him so much more than I do for myself.
"Salut." I respond softly. "Alright, aibou."
I hear him instruct Hiromu on how to deal with the machine, and I realize that he is going to leave us alone to talk for a moment.
I sigh softly, away from the receiver so Hiromu doesn't hear.
"So." I start, and then hesitate, because I'm not sure what to say. I want to make this right between us, somehow, but I don't know how. Or if it's even possible.
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Date: 2012-12-19 09:15 am (UTC)He's probably scared.
For me.
Stupid, adorable wonderful brat.
I care for him so much more than I do for myself.
"Salut." I respond softly. "Alright, aibou."
I hear him instruct Hiromu on how to deal with the machine, and I realize that he is going to leave us alone to talk for a moment.
I sigh softly, away from the receiver so Hiromu doesn't hear.
"So." I start, and then hesitate, because I'm not sure what to say. I want to make this right between us, somehow, but I don't know how. Or if it's even possible.
"So you know now."