She's never cried. Never mourned, not like this. But there is something she can see in Takuto, right now... it's the same feeling she had when he first praised EMMA to her. Praised her even after finding out what she was able to do, instead of reacting with fear. How he only got more and more understanding of EMMA.
Humans are social animals. Ichinose Kuon knows this. Heart or no, it's ingrained deep in the psyche to notice the silence of an empty room, or scornful furrowed brows, over and over and over again.
It is lonely. It is deeply lonely, and it makes that inner social animal ache.
Gently, Kuon took the hand that Takuto was covering his face, pulling it down so he wasn't hiding, even as messy and tearful as he was. He was raw, flayed himself open just because of how much he trusted Kuon... and if he could trust like that, it was only fair to reward it.
"It is a lonely road, sometimes, seeing what we see. Knowing what we know," she started, lightly moving herself a little closer, lightly pulling his hands towards her.
Moving his hands, she pulled Takuto's shoulders towards her and into a hug, embracing him and offering a shoulder to cry on - what is a doll but a thing of comfort and companionship, when all of the world's humans reject you and scorn you? She can be a doll for his comfort, put to good use, for once.
♩♫♩♫ (mutual rank up!!)
Humans are social animals. Ichinose Kuon knows this. Heart or no, it's ingrained deep in the psyche to notice the silence of an empty room, or scornful furrowed brows, over and over and over again.
It is lonely. It is deeply lonely, and it makes that inner social animal ache.
Gently, Kuon took the hand that Takuto was covering his face, pulling it down so he wasn't hiding, even as messy and tearful as he was. He was raw, flayed himself open just because of how much he trusted Kuon... and if he could trust like that, it was only fair to reward it.
"It is a lonely road, sometimes, seeing what we see. Knowing what we know," she started, lightly moving herself a little closer, lightly pulling his hands towards her.
Moving his hands, she pulled Takuto's shoulders towards her and into a hug, embracing him and offering a shoulder to cry on - what is a doll but a thing of comfort and companionship, when all of the world's humans reject you and scorn you? She can be a doll for his comfort, put to good use, for once.
"You don't have to be alone, anymore. I'm here."