( sometimes, lighter lorenz makes asaba harumasa laugh. sometimes, he makes him think. and sometimes, he makes him quietly quietly quietly...something he hasn't got a word for. it's not as grossly simple as sadness or even as offensive as pity. curiosity? surely. but that alone does not explain the handfuls of photographs where the undefeated champion features in such a soft seen light, whether alone or with the proxy or one of the fellow sons of calydon.
their reciprocal business relationship would have been enough reason to accept the rainy call, but it isn't that either.
so. what?
despite a glib tongue, things like 'it doesn't matter' are for use strictly in dire situations where the only thing he can do to try and make someone feel better is shapeshift into something as flighty but kindhearted as the wind he's decided to chase. until he can't anymore. until he can feel nothing, see nothing. until. so he doesn't drag himself upright to accept the pills with such a statement.
instead, unsurprised but dismayed as a shaking arm fails to push himself up after all, shoulders rigid as his dreams, he huffs and strains and ...
...laughs. a little. it becomes coughing, and the pills in lighter's hand remain un-taken so far. harumasa's smile doesn't somehow bely the physical duress his body experiences; a permeating softness inside the struggle.
eyes downcast, lashes dark from how wet they are, he covers his mouth so his voice comes out muffled, as if in a small small cavern for secrets only. )
Honestly...
( inhale. exhale. inhale. shuddering exhale. )
... hate to raise my tab but...can you...
( again, he tries to push himself to an upright position. sometimes when it gets bad like this, his body won't listen to him. he said "honestly" to lighter and he was. is. asking for help. though he generally tries not to. but the other honestly rests as a tightrope walker on a heartstring: honestly? i'm scared. another rattling breath gets drowned by the uptic in the storm outside, and a four-footed friend re-emerges from the bedroom, not to grace lighter or harumasa with her touch but rather to slink past and disappear into some of the apartment's shadows, chasing something people can't see or hear as often is the case for her at such a small hour. )
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their reciprocal business relationship would have been enough reason to accept the rainy call, but it isn't that either.
so. what?
despite a glib tongue, things like 'it doesn't matter' are for use strictly in dire situations where the only thing he can do to try and make someone feel better is shapeshift into something as flighty but kindhearted as the wind he's decided to chase. until he can't anymore. until he can feel nothing, see nothing. until. so he doesn't drag himself upright to accept the pills with such a statement.
instead, unsurprised but dismayed as a shaking arm fails to push himself up after all, shoulders rigid as his dreams, he huffs and strains and ...
...laughs. a little. it becomes coughing, and the pills in lighter's hand remain un-taken so far. harumasa's smile doesn't somehow bely the physical duress his body experiences; a permeating softness inside the struggle.
eyes downcast, lashes dark from how wet they are, he covers his mouth so his voice comes out muffled, as if in a small small cavern for secrets only. )
Honestly...
( inhale. exhale. inhale. shuddering exhale. )
... hate to raise my tab but...can you...
( again, he tries to push himself to an upright position. sometimes when it gets bad like this, his body won't listen to him. he said "honestly" to lighter and he was. is. asking for help. though he generally tries not to. but the other honestly rests as a tightrope walker on a heartstring: honestly? i'm scared. another rattling breath gets drowned by the uptic in the storm outside, and a four-footed friend re-emerges from the bedroom, not to grace lighter or harumasa with her touch but rather to slink past and disappear into some of the apartment's shadows, chasing something people can't see or hear as often is the case for her at such a small hour. )