[It's kind of enchanting to see his expression shift like that, to see it turn up into a youthful smile. Souji isn't exactly old, not really, but his face wears the exhaustion that only someone with tuberculosis could have, and the same deep-set weariness of a warrior battling an entire era of change.
That's something he'll remember, he thinks - that look. It's one more point of endearment in the same way that his smile always is, or his honesty, or the fact that he can promise these things and it's enough for Kashuu to feel more at ease. Like this, he thinks that it might be worth the discomfort of having to face down his past every day. It's not so bad.]
Then I'll promise the same thing. [He can't do anything about Souji's home life or what he's undoubtedly going to return to - days and days of wasting away in bed until he can't even lift Yamato anymore, let alone wield him - but he can at least promise to stay by his side as long as they're both here. His hand drops down from Souji's cheek, and he holds his pinky out.]
throws u overboard goodbye
That's something he'll remember, he thinks - that look. It's one more point of endearment in the same way that his smile always is, or his honesty, or the fact that he can promise these things and it's enough for Kashuu to feel more at ease. Like this, he thinks that it might be worth the discomfort of having to face down his past every day. It's not so bad.]
Then I'll promise the same thing. [He can't do anything about Souji's home life or what he's undoubtedly going to return to - days and days of wasting away in bed until he can't even lift Yamato anymore, let alone wield him - but he can at least promise to stay by his side as long as they're both here. His hand drops down from Souji's cheek, and he holds his pinky out.]
Here!