[ he laughs a little bit in return before looking out at the meadow of them and...
well, yves will just start to walk toward the flowers again, his loose on jiaoqiu's hand loosening just a little - ]
There's paths you can take that don't bring you close enough to have an accident. If you trust me. But if you want to stay back, it's okay.
[ . . . ]
They just feel like family to me. I don't know if I fully believe the story myself, as much as I like it... but I did notice that when my parents didn't want to look after the flowers, deaths from the curse on the island increased for some reason.
[ he looks a little like, Unsure about approaching the flowers, but they're not real. and besides, yves has spent all his time looking after them, so jiaoqiu can sort of trust that he knows what he's doing.
he'll take a step after, but he doesn't go far. he doesn't trust himself, so much. ]
You don't need to justify it, I think. [ softer. ] They are beautiful, in the way death can be. Romanticized.
[ he has complicated views on death that he can't express in few words, but. ]
In a way, they symbolize your world, I think. From what I've learned from you and Lucas, life seems particularly fragile.
[ yves will at least go as close as jiaoqiu is willing - and even if it's not that close, it's okay. he'll still squat down a bit so he can look over the flowers and be closer to them ]
... it was. A country both cursed and beloved by Death.
I know most people scorned it, or cursed that they were born into our country. But... I still wanted to try loving it—I did love it. But... that's how I feel about these flowers, too.
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I don't disagree. [ ... ] For Death to love anybody so much is already illuminating as is.
Is your family in charge of watching those flowers?
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Well, I guess I wasn't subtle or anything.
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No, you weren't.
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well, yves will just start to walk toward the flowers again, his loose on jiaoqiu's hand loosening just a little - ]
There's paths you can take that don't bring you close enough to have an accident. If you trust me. But if you want to stay back, it's okay.
[ . . . ]
They just feel like family to me. I don't know if I fully believe the story myself, as much as I like it... but I did notice that when my parents didn't want to look after the flowers, deaths from the curse on the island increased for some reason.
So I'm their guardian instead.
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he'll take a step after, but he doesn't go far. he doesn't trust himself, so much. ]
You don't need to justify it, I think. [ softer. ] They are beautiful, in the way death can be. Romanticized.
[ he has complicated views on death that he can't express in few words, but. ]
In a way, they symbolize your world, I think. From what I've learned from you and Lucas, life seems particularly fragile.
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... it was. A country both cursed and beloved by Death.
I know most people scorned it, or cursed that they were born into our country. But... I still wanted to try loving it—I did love it. But... that's how I feel about these flowers, too.