[Even if it's a gesture of reassurance, Kashuu reads it as solidarity first and foremost, because it's not like he feels like he needs to be reassured about anything. He isn't the one who died, though he can sympathize. He isn't the one with scraps on that altar, being used for god-knows-what. He may be upset, but he's still around and conscious and alive enough to be upset and to fight back, and that's truly key.
He leans a little against Namazuo in turn, then, reaching out to rest a hand against the top of his head.]
Mm. We will.
[He doesn't know the all-important how yet, of course, but he knows they will.]
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He leans a little against Namazuo in turn, then, reaching out to rest a hand against the top of his head.]
Mm. We will.
[He doesn't know the all-important how yet, of course, but he knows they will.]
So let's work hard together, okay?