Super Heaven: Yves

[fightolive]

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[fightolive]

... Did you forget?

I can come with you.

[noirges]

... I'm not sure.

[ is it forgetting or remembering that's a problem? but he doesn't seem to have a problem with that, offering his hand out to her—

and then hesitating, withdrawing? and then... holding it out again? ]

[fightolive]

[ Watches this with some concern, and then takes his hand when he leaves it out for her. ]

Does... it feel strange?

[ To be holding hands like this? ]

[noirges]

[ well

when they make contact, she'll notice that his hand is extremely cold ]

... I'm not used to this many people seeing me.

[fightolive]

[ Cold? That's not normal.

But she won't let go of him either. ]

... Do you find it uncomfortable to be seen?

[noirges]

[ he shakes his head ]

No, I...

I wish that I could be seen more. I missed... being alive.

[fightolive]

We can all see you now.

[Gently squeezing his hand.]

[noirges]

[ he... squeezes back. uncertainly first, and then tighter. sighing. ]

... right. I'm lucky. I don't want to disappear.

[fightolive]

I want to be able to keep seeing you. Every single week.

[noirges]

[ . . . he's quiet for a moment, breathing in and out. ]

Okay. Then... I can't let you down, can I?

[fightolive]

That's right. You can't.

[There's a light playfulness in it.]