[ Setsura doesn't make so much as a peep when she opens the door. She closes it soundly behind her and looks for Rohan, pushing a few lengthy stray strands from before her eyes. She looks utterly windswept, but there's a different strength, determination subtly woven in how she holds herself and moves that belies so much she refuses to allow to be plain.
And when she locks eyes with him, she inclines her head just so, speaking quietly. ]
[ The answer comes so simply. His voice is low and quiet as he leads her towards the kitchen so that they can talk. It's further from the bedrooms - meaning further away from potentially waking up Arnold or Reimi.
He nods towards a seat at the small dining table and then looks towards her. ]
[ It was always a possibility, he knew. It would always be possible he'd go, Setsura would go, Reimi would go. Anyone. He's seen a few people he knows, even one or two he's liked, leave. So of course it's entirely possible. He's not really good for any sort of reassurance. And he's not really sure if she wants that anyway. ]
I see.
[ It's all he can say, because it goes through his mind every day what he'd do if Reimi left and he knew that she went home, passed on, and forgot all about this place. ]
[ She says and there's strength in her words, something stronger than steel, diamond where many might've expected something soft and trembling. ]
I don't want to forget Lewin. I don't want to forget you or anyone else I've met and come to care for here. The things I've done, the time I've lived in this world, the good, the insufferable --
[ It's hers. Regardless of the circumstances and whims of whatever gods and god-beasts or peoples that have brought her to this place and pressed her for their purposes, she's lived here and there's a fierceness, a defiance plain in her eyes, that indomitable will expressed in every breath and word, through her presence. ]
I won't give it up. I'll do whatever it takes to keep it.
[ Because she's going to solve the memory issue that plagues the Moonblessed between this realm and the next. She's going to forge a way to travel freely between these realms. She will. ]
[ Oh - hm. He doesn't know how he can help with it, but he starts to get an inkling. He had never considered that Heaven's Door could be such in a way. But, that's only natural. He usually thinks of ways that his stand can be used to benefit him personally. Not those around him. And, truth be told, he doesn't know or really think something like that would work. ]
Yeah?
[ He considers her for a moment, and shifts, placing a hand on his hip. ]
I don't know that I can help you with that, though, Oneesan.
You don't think Heaven's Door can bypass whatever seal is placed on our memories? Because it's clear that whatever part of us is taken from our world is sent back or... somewhere. The information is preserved and becomes accessible upon your return or arrival elsewhere.
[ Back is the most comforting option. Back means she doesn't know exactly where Lewin is, but she has a solid idea. ]
I also don't know how this place manages to wipe memories upon leaving and return them upon getting back here, so I really don't want to promise that it will, Setsura.
[ He doesn't want to promise that it will work for Setsura because he doesn't think that it will. As far as he understands, it treats his commands like a dry erase board, and leaving this place erases them. He can't imagine any command he issued would be effective in a world that doesn't have stands. And this next part, it.. is different because these are things he knows for a fact. ]
And... I can't restore lost memories, either. Lost memories to me are like pages pages of paper soaked in water. The ink bleeds and fades and it's illegible. It's probably like that.
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I'm coming to you.
[ She's already on the way. ]
I'll be at your door in five minutes.
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[ He doesn't want anyone waking up Arnold - and then Reimi. ]
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[ Setsura doesn't make so much as a peep when she opens the door. She closes it soundly behind her and looks for Rohan, pushing a few lengthy stray strands from before her eyes. She looks utterly windswept, but there's a different strength, determination subtly woven in how she holds herself and moves that belies so much she refuses to allow to be plain.
And when she locks eyes with him, she inclines her head just so, speaking quietly. ]
Rohan.
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[ The answer comes so simply. His voice is low and quiet as he leads her towards the kitchen so that they can talk. It's further from the bedrooms - meaning further away from potentially waking up Arnold or Reimi.
He nods towards a seat at the small dining table and then looks towards her. ]
What's going on?
[ Right to the point.]
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Lewin's gone from Prismatica.
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I see.
[ It's all he can say, because it goes through his mind every day what he'd do if Reimi left and he knew that she went home, passed on, and forgot all about this place. ]
Is that why you're here?
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[ She says and there's strength in her words, something stronger than steel, diamond where many might've expected something soft and trembling. ]
I don't want to forget Lewin. I don't want to forget you or anyone else I've met and come to care for here. The things I've done, the time I've lived in this world, the good, the insufferable --
[ It's hers. Regardless of the circumstances and whims of whatever gods and god-beasts or peoples that have brought her to this place and pressed her for their purposes, she's lived here and there's a fierceness, a defiance plain in her eyes, that indomitable will expressed in every breath and word, through her presence. ]
I won't give it up. I'll do whatever it takes to keep it.
[ Because she's going to solve the memory issue that plagues the Moonblessed between this realm and the next. She's going to forge a way to travel freely between these realms. She will. ]
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Yeah?
[ He considers her for a moment, and shifts, placing a hand on his hip. ]
I don't know that I can help you with that, though, Oneesan.
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[ Back is the most comforting option. Back means she doesn't know exactly where Lewin is, but she has a solid idea. ]
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[ He doesn't want to promise that it will work for Setsura because he doesn't think that it will. As far as he understands, it treats his commands like a dry erase board, and leaving this place erases them. He can't imagine any command he issued would be effective in a world that doesn't have stands. And this next part, it.. is different because these are things he knows for a fact. ]
And... I can't restore lost memories, either. Lost memories to me are like pages pages of paper soaked in water. The ink bleeds and fades and it's illegible. It's probably like that.