[ it's easy to see that the idea of remembrance doesn't sit well with junpei — from the grim expression to the grumbled words... and that's just not fine, because he refuses to do something that junpei doesn't like, even if it's only the general sentiment behind this activity.
gently, he squeezes his hand, his thumb rubbing soothing circles over his knuckles. ]
Hey. Who cares what it's supposed to be for, yeah? If it doesn't make sense for it to be remembrance, here, and I agree, it doesn't... why don't we decide what ours is for?
[ he looks at the lantern, then, a soft upwards quirk to his lips. ]
What if we don't do it in remembrance... but gratitude? You know — [ he shrugs, turning his gaze back to junpei, his smile just a little more pronounced, ] — Think of something good. Something we're grateful for. Cause you're right, death here doesn't seem to matter all that much, does it? So... we'll make this for something that does.
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gently, he squeezes his hand, his thumb rubbing soothing circles over his knuckles. ]
Hey. Who cares what it's supposed to be for, yeah? If it doesn't make sense for it to be remembrance, here, and I agree, it doesn't... why don't we decide what ours is for?
[ he looks at the lantern, then, a soft upwards quirk to his lips. ]
What if we don't do it in remembrance... but gratitude? You know — [ he shrugs, turning his gaze back to junpei, his smile just a little more pronounced, ] — Think of something good. Something we're grateful for. Cause you're right, death here doesn't seem to matter all that much, does it? So... we'll make this for something that does.