... because if you treasure your time together, it is worth suffering from the unexpected loss of it. The acknowledgement that this person touched your life, and how hard it is to let go. Even if it's just a day or a few hours, or however long you have.
[ it doesn't need to be big or dramatic, even yves doesn't break down crying over every death. but... he does feel it, even though he comes from the country beloved by Death ]
If you cared for someone in life, it's reasonable and... in my opinion, even kind, to mourn them in death.
and yves has no answer for it. instead, he can only scoot his chair over closer to claude so that they're side by side, leaning lightly against him again as he's so used to by now and lightly knocking their heads together. ]
I know. I'm sorry. I can't fix that. [ wouldn't, even if he could, when this ache is part of what it means to care. ]
... but we can at least be carrying that pain together, so it's not so lonely.
[ A part of his focus was on something else. Someone else. But he comes closer to the present when Yves scoots over, eyes opening again and body tensing as a part of him closes off and tucks those distant thoughts back away.
It's instinct, habits etched in deep to the behaviours of his body. ]
Thank you. [ A sigh, his usual demeanour returning. ] Might as well take advantage of the day we get before the one-two punch of tomorrow and the day after.
[ he feels a little flicker of guilt when he feels that tension, wondering if he mistepped... but he won't bring attention to it if claude doesn't. he only runs his thumb against the back of claude's hand again, trying to soothe. ]
I think everyone agrees that all parts of the weekend are tough but...
You were there for me when I needed someone last week. I'd like to return the favor today.
[ and he'll gently squeeze claude's hand in understanding the way i just assume yves has forced handholding or some affection on claude in every thread bc i'm too lazy to parent up ]
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What's so worthwhile about it? [ He shakes his head. ] You're right. And I know it.
But in my head I can't make the argument.
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[ it doesn't need to be big or dramatic, even yves doesn't break down crying over every death. but... he does feel it, even though he comes from the country beloved by Death ]
If you cared for someone in life, it's reasonable and... in my opinion, even kind, to mourn them in death.
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Except... ] But it's painful.
[ Which is kind of a childish excuse, but it is what it is. He doesn't want to feel hurt; never had the luxury, space, or time. ]
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and yves has no answer for it. instead, he can only scoot his chair over closer to claude so that they're side by side, leaning lightly against him again as he's so used to by now and lightly knocking their heads together. ]
I know. I'm sorry. I can't fix that. [ wouldn't, even if he could, when this ache is part of what it means to care. ]
... but we can at least be carrying that pain together, so it's not so lonely.
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It's instinct, habits etched in deep to the behaviours of his body. ]
Thank you. [ A sigh, his usual demeanour returning. ] Might as well take advantage of the day we get before the one-two punch of tomorrow and the day after.
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I think everyone agrees that all parts of the weekend are tough but...
You were there for me when I needed someone last week. I'd like to return the favor today.
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He leans back enough that he can meet Yves' gaze with an amused little smile. ]
I know that you're reliable, Yves.
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but yves just smiles back ]
Then I'll take the compliment. Rely on me more.
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He rubs the back of his neck, aware that he's being a little dismissive. ]
... I'll try. It goes against my instincts.
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[ and he'll gently squeeze claude's hand in understanding the way i just assume yves has forced handholding or some affection on claude in every thread bc i'm too lazy to parent up ]
But trying's good enough for me.