[They lean against their cheek, tut tutting a little. She'd be like this even if she still had the years. But then again... they'd say the same thing in her shoes.]
[They aren't sure they've spent this much time in here, honestly. Maybe a few minutes during diplomatic trips or something like that but...
Its odd. Feels odd.
Catra is, naturally, very eager to find her mom. She's not even gonna pretend to be anti-touch, she's going for a snuggle immediately. She'll purr. She don't care.]
[ It’s very Fuu in a way no room they’ve shared has been. High bookshelves, well-loved stuffed toys, pictures and mementos of her childhood on the shelves.
Books and books and journals filled with medical knowledge. Jars of herbs and tools neatly in a row on her desk. A war medic uniform hung on a hook on the wall that still has light staining of what was probably blood.
It’s almost like a time capsule. Like everything was the way she left for Nerima. She’s never had the time to go through it.
She spends so long just holding Kaori close, petting her hair. ] I was so worried when I sent you home alone. I was afraid you’d be hurt… I’m so glad you made it safely.
[Ranma's certainly thought a lot about Fuu's sacrifices. The way the pressures of the position has restrained them both. When forced to do a speech, they've probably spent more time gushing about Fuu and her life than talking about their own.
But its different to think about it in your brain than it is to see it around you. They gently take a book off a shelf and then immediately feel guilty for doing so. Like Ranma's sullying it with their own touch.]
Me? I was worried about you! I should've stayed, I know I shouldn't have let you talk me into leaving...
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They close their eyes, sighing. They won't protest.]
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[But they will happily kiss back.]
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...feels like this is one of those trick questions that don't have any good answers.
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But I'm not asking you to rest forever. I'm asking for you to rest while you're recovering from a poison.
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Love you too. [It just slips out like that.]
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… I’ve been lucky in life, haven’t I?
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But they'll let that be that.]
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Lmao ranma alone in her childhood bedroom tho. ]
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Its odd. Feels odd.
Catra is, naturally, very eager to find her mom. She's not even gonna pretend to be anti-touch, she's going for a snuggle immediately. She'll purr. She don't care.]
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Books and books and journals filled with medical knowledge. Jars of herbs and tools neatly in a row on her desk. A war medic uniform hung on a hook on the wall that still has light staining of what was probably blood.
It’s almost like a time capsule. Like everything was the way she left for Nerima. She’s never had the time to go through it.
She spends so long just holding Kaori close, petting her hair. ] I was so worried when I sent you home alone. I was afraid you’d be hurt… I’m so glad you made it safely.
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But its different to think about it in your brain than it is to see it around you. They gently take a book off a shelf and then immediately feel guilty for doing so. Like Ranma's sullying it with their own touch.]
Me? I was worried about you! I should've stayed, I know I shouldn't have let you talk me into leaving...
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