[If anyone else had said it, Kouta wouldn't have agreed with them, but for most of his life, his heart, his feelings, and his aspirations had been split in three ways. As much as Setsura was part of his life, it was near impossible to separate her from Akemi. It felt wrong to be this happy with Setsura and not have someone else jabbering in his ear, to insist on feeding them, to drag them both into trouble. Honestly, without a little chaos, Kouta had always felt uneasy, and while he wouldn't dare ask or hope for more, he couldn't help but look for Setsura in a room first and then Akemi. Habits that were lifelong were hard to shake, even after death it seemed.
He squeezed her hand back, nodding, words failing him, but with Setsura he didn't have to explain. She felt it and understood it too.]
Ya have fireworks or a hotpot handy?
[He was joking, mostly, but there was a reason Akemi's element had been fire.]
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He squeezed her hand back, nodding, words failing him, but with Setsura he didn't have to explain. She felt it and understood it too.]
Ya have fireworks or a hotpot handy?
[He was joking, mostly, but there was a reason Akemi's element had been fire.]