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[hippocarnival]

✆CHANNEL
FREQUENCY: 925.47851

DESCRIPTION: Yuya isn't difficult to catch via radio during the day unless he's in the middle of practice.

✉MAIL BOX
LOCATION: Mailbox on Door

DESCRIPTION: Any manner of taping it to the door, pushing it into or under the door, or making a little paper plane and throwing it at Yuya directly are effective ways of getting letters to him. Or you can use the mailbox properly!

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[hippocarnival]

[Yuya shifts up as he follows the trail, reaching to wipe some from Gongenzaka's face with his palm. He squints at his hand, looking between his hand and Gon's face. Potentially bleeding eyes is just as bad, he's about to say, but it's not as thick or dark as he expects on his hand.

Oh. Yuya's expression eases, because while he's seen Gongenzaka cry before it's never been like this. It's a subtle grieving that surprises him.]

Hey. [His tone is soft, and this time he reaches up to try and gently wipe some of those tears away with his thumb.]

[betheman]

[Not much of an answer- at least not until the boy's thumb meets his face, causing him to bow his head.]

...It is a shameful display, is it not? [he finds himself muttering quietly.]

For all of the choices I, the man Gongenzaka have made... ...I can only weep in the face of their consequences...doing nothing but that.

[One would-or at least perhaps, he would-even say he's feeling sorry for himself.

But he knows that isn't it. He knows the powerlessness trapping all of them right now, he knows what choices led them there... ...He is not sorry for himself but rather fearful, and trapped in a web of indecision.

There is nothing to be done but wait.

And it's horrifying.]

[hippocarnival]

[It's funny, but seeing Gongenzaka weep actually clears Yuya's mind a little. He feels a little stronger because he has to be, and he wonders if this is how Gongenzaka feels whenever Yuya's grief gets ahold of him.

So he reaches with his other hand as well to clear Gongenzaka's face, not to discourage him but to preserve some of his dignity. The movement is a little awkward, at first, but Yuya doesn't think too far about comforting Gon. Only knowing that he needs to.]

It's not shameful. [He smiles a little, reassuring.] It won't end here.

[betheman]

It is tears with no purpose, [he huffs, ears folded back.] ...We know there is no end, and that we will prevail- and yet it is...something so simple as not yet knowing how...

[It should not be something he needs. He shouldn't need comfort, not because it's a weakness but simply because it means he isn't able to comfort someone else, and idly his thoughts veer back to when they had been talking over that scroll, but...

Well, old habits die hard, evidently.]

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya's an enormous crybaby, so he can't really agree with the conflict of crying without purpose. And he knows if he pointed it out Gongenzaka will only come up with an excuse fot the double standard.

He doesn't want to have another back and forth about this. Gonenzaka is already weeping, anyway. So instead of trying to tell him it's okay, Yuya just continues to smooth his hands over his friend's face, smiling softly while he looks up at him.

He's a little scared they won't, truthfully, although that's a fear he pushes way down. Still, it makes it hard to find the words to comfort with.

Yuya lets the silence hang between them, so Gonenzaka can navigate his feelings at his own speed.]

[betheman]

[Navigation to say the least is slow going- honestly, Gongenzaka is pretty sure he hasn't cried quite like this since Portland, and when that was the case he wasn't even entirely himself. Prior that...

...well.

He half collapses against the other, one arm draped over his friend the way it would typically before a hug, but going no further. He appreciates the silence. More than anything, he appreciates it- while the brunt of the crying is long over, the weight of emotions after all is not, and it's more than difficult to simply shake off years of training and dedication to a particular mindset. He'd come up with an excuse if it was brought up-

But without that, he can at least quietly come to terms with the idea of it being alright.]

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya teeters a little, dropping his staff as his arms wrap around Gongenzaka's neck to catch him. Or brace himself, really, letting his weight sink forward so they're holding each other up.

He closes his eyes, letting the tension in his shoulders resolve as his fingers dig slightly in Gongenzaka's mane. It's scary and hard, but that's easier to bear when they aren't alone.]

... I'm glad you're here.

Should that be all here you think?

[betheman]

Aauh. [With a shuddering breath, he holds the other in a hug, as if afraid that letting go would mean they were never there at all.] I..

...I, the man Gongenzaka, am glad that you are here as well...

Sounds good o7

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya nods once, settled in the embrace. They can catch up with the group in a bit, but for now he's content to just stay here and calm down together.]