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[harimaya]

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[harimaya]

(He isn't a baby he just hasn't cried ever in 500 years ok.

Even if the handkerchief is placed in his hand, he doesn't use it. He's perfectly content to just wipe at his face and eyes with the backs of his hand still. Occasionally, a hiccup escapes him as if he still hasn't completely gotten himself together but he's determined to be better. )

'm fine. (He isn't. But he's better than he was.) Jus`... don't worry about it.

You should go. Kept ya long enough...

(He doesn't want to bother Shylock anymore.)

[breweries]

[ take it anyway. it'd be impolite not to do so. but seriously, shylock's going to push hizen's cup of tea towards him an inch. at least drink something? ]

Not until I'm sure that you're resting. Come on.

[ if not, shylock will go ahead and walk over to the sofa, sit on it, and pat his own lap twice. this is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, hizen!! ]

[harimaya]

(Fine, he'll take it but he still won't use it. He's fine. Really.

At least he takes a sip from his tea and it does help to have something cool after feeling so worked up. He feels warm from all of his feelings spilling over like that.

He'll follow Shylock into the living room, wrapping his bandages around his neck a little more since he'd undone them slightly earlier. It's the first step to trying to return to normal. He hovers in the doorway for a moment, just staring at Shylock on the couch. A part of him wants to snap that he isn't a child but after crying like one, he knows he doesn't have much of a leg.)

You're real annoying sometimes, y'know that?

(There isn't any bite but he means it. As much as Hizen lets him get away with things he normally wouldn't let others... Shylock still has his annoying quirks. He'll come over and sit next to Shylock, hesitate just a moment, and lay down. He makes sure to not look up, though. He doesn't want to look at Shylock. He doesn't want to be seen.)

[breweries]

I'm aware.

[ he is taking advantage of those privileges hizen gave him -- ones that shylock doesn't even know he has -- but he does know his limits. he knows he pushed hizen too much, but in the end it did get them somewhere. every little step counts and, what with hizen being a fellow inhuman who can live for centuries, shylock is sure the sword has more than enough time to figure out the intricacies of his newfound heart.

but for now... for now. sleeptime. he won't even look down at hizen and instead he's closing his eyes in content, fingers finding their way through hizen's hair as he starts softly massaging his scalp. much like lulling a cat to sleep, really. no embarrassing lullabies, no sweet words of "goodnight" and stuff like that -- just the comforting sound of silence, their own breathing, and perhaps an electric fan just whirring away nearby.

he'll really take his leave after he's sure hizen is asleep. just, you know. take your time as always. ]