promisedtolive: (other | shh it's all right)
Suzaku Kururugi ([personal profile] promisedtolive) wrote in [community profile] melodiesofeternity 2018-09-13 01:46 am (UTC)

[ His hand doesn't squeeze further, but just... lingers on his shoulder. As though it's the only thing he can give. ]

[ Softly: ] I understand that. [ He remembers the day after FLEIJA in brief flashes of memory. The death toll had been so massive, and then someone had mentioned the Viceroy had been in the part of the settlement that he'd destroyed. For some shamefully small time, Nunnally's loss had felt greater than the 34,999,999 other lives. But for Jeremiah talking at him in the center of that crater... he would have stood there until he collapsed and/or starved.

Cecile had probably done more than she knew with her abominable concoctions that she shoved in his hand that day. For once, he'd eaten them with no reaction to the strange combinations.

He and Lelouch -- neither one of them was good at taking care of the basic needs when faced with overwhelming situations.

But Nunnally wouldn't want her brother to do this to himself. ]


[ In the same tone: ]

I asked Mogya to hold the door open for me when I called. You can walk out of this room with me, or I can carry you out over my shoulder.

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