[ Mizuki has spent too much time grieving these past few days, so while he's very choked up now, there isn't too much for Ebalon to wipe away. He's so tired. Of crying, but also in general. He had really, truly thought that Ebalon and Natsuno were just gone. That they weren't coming back. That Mizuki had once again lost his "family" and there was nothing he could do about it. He felt weak. And god does he hate feeling weak. Last time he's had to deal with such immense grief, he tortured some pirates about it.
He can't really do that this time around, even if the idea of it still sounds a little fun. At least right now he feels… better…? It's hard to tell, since he still doesn't feel great. But… he's going to take all these promises to heart, and he's going to lean against Ebalon again and try to hold him tighter, despite how noodly his arms feel right now. Are his bones there? The world may never know. ]
I'll… hold you to it, then. If you break your promise, I won't forgive you.
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He can't really do that this time around, even if the idea of it still sounds a little fun. At least right now he feels… better…? It's hard to tell, since he still doesn't feel great. But… he's going to take all these promises to heart, and he's going to lean against Ebalon again and try to hold him tighter, despite how noodly his arms feel right now. Are his bones there? The world may never know. ]
I'll… hold you to it, then. If you break your promise, I won't forgive you.
[ Possessive, possessive, possessive… ]
You can't leave me. Not ever.