[ Molly, who has the sum total of about three years of life - barely understands or grasps any of this except the concept of having to give up your own desires, your own heart, for the sake of others. The stretch of time seems too long to comprehend, and the idea that your fate is carved in stone is tough to swallow as well.
... He's not quite sure what to say to all of that.]
[ Sure. That'll lend me a good opportunity for a fun memory. In rapid sucession that's less lingering and more a flash of memory like a reel: there's this, and this and this ]
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... He's not quite sure what to say to all of that.]
That's ...
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mikazuki just laughs a little bit - somewhere between fond and a little sad. but he gives molly a smile, and it even seems most of the way sincere]
... it's a happy memory, to me.
[well. like. kind of.]
Or at the very least... it's not entirely a sad one.
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Suppose I get that. Erm-- Being pleased with who you are. What you want to be.
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[he tilts his head]
Do you not believe that there are people you would always choose to meet, if given the chance?
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mikazuki watches the memories flit and - there is a note of curiosity in his gaze, but it is mostly shadowed by fondness. warmth.]
Your family, I take it.