Date: 2018-10-15 06:16 am (UTC)
somakemelaugh: (watching over)
[He hums quietly, maybe to himself, maybe to the boy as well. Then he turns to start up a pot of tea, as he always has, for the both of them.]

It's one thing to see the records of someone you mean to push off to the next plane of existence. It's another entirely to watch every intimate detail of someone you feel you should be closer to than you are. I could have seen everything while he was still not yet whole, but your brother was one I held regard for. I would no less have been able to view his records without his consent than I can you or your father's with any sort of conscious, though I regret I couldn't have avoided some of it to help him return.

[He stirs the tea into the water as it slowly begins to heat, letting the flavor steep.] He was there, in plain sight, if you knew where to look. It helped him to come back, hearing your voice, seeing you close to him. He loves you dearly, you know. You were the only thing on his thoughts before he died. All he wanted in that moment was to know that you would be safe with a desperation and a regret beyond words. You know what that's like, don't you?
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