I always thought of wherever certain people I care about are, that's the kind of place I can call "home". Even with some of them missing... it's more like waiting around with the rest of your family for them to come home, right?

[And he really understands the unspoken longing behind Haru's words too, because he aches for his own motley, makeshift family to join him in this place where he's not dying as well.

He hums in amusement at Haru's description of Yamato, arranging the pillows in the sofa a bit more comfortably around himself.]

You know, I'm pretty sure more than one person have talked about me the same way, so I think I understand. Though it's a bit of a strange feeling, in a way. [Although their Okita Souji was a bit different, it still feels as if Kashuu got that intense neediness and fear of loneliness and failure directly from him, and like Yamato... well, like Yamato got a big helping of all the other issues, to be honest.] I think he still doesn't know what to do with himself with me around, but hopefully it'll get easier with time.