[Ah, the ongoing Souji struggle... A whole different can of worms!! But right now, Souji is a familiar (if brusque) presence, and Kashuu gravitates toward him immediately. Any comfort is important when he feels adrift, and it's always his first instinct to latch on tightly.
His hands are full this time, though, so he can only stand close and hold them out for Souji to see, palms up like a child showing something broken.]
...These belonged to Horikawa and Yasusada.
[A red ribbon, and the smallest scrap of the Shinsengumi blues.
There are more things in his other hand, though. Kanesada's bead, a tassel from Jiroutachi, Hotarumaru's hair - so, so many have come and gone. Mitsutada, Ookurikara, Taroutachi, Nagasone--]
ANGST FOR THE ANGST GOD
His hands are full this time, though, so he can only stand close and hold them out for Souji to see, palms up like a child showing something broken.]
...These belonged to Horikawa and Yasusada.
[A red ribbon, and the smallest scrap of the Shinsengumi blues.
There are more things in his other hand, though. Kanesada's bead, a tassel from Jiroutachi, Hotarumaru's hair - so, so many have come and gone. Mitsutada, Ookurikara, Taroutachi, Nagasone--]