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[bisection]

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I have no idea what to do with myself without him.

Just a few days and I feel completely helpless. I thought he was the one clinging, but I am the one who is clinging, right? But he is like this now and I do not even know how to take care of his pets while I wait.

I have fed them but what else do these chicken things need? Food, water, warmth... what else? Am I doing this right? I have no idea.

I hope he is normal again soon. I can't take this. Maybe my wish backfired. My bad luck again, I guess.

Comments

[messianic]

Not necessarily. We can pool our knowledge and figure things out that we might not otherwise know.

[And this way Sinistra won't be alone, mostly.]

[bisection]

I know nothing.

So it would only be you pooling anything.

[messianic]

You have more to offer than you think, Sinistra-san. Trust me. We'll figure it out--and if we can't, other people will help us too.

[bisection]

I do not think I have the energy to see anyone right now.

I should be alone.

[messianic]

Those are the times, I think, when you need someone most of all.

I'm not expecting anything from you, I promise. You don't have to act any differently for me. Just let me come by.

[bisection]

...

Do what you want, Minato.

[messianic]

I'm heading over then.

[Because that is what he wants!! And he will do so just as promised, too, without missing a beat or any hesitation.]

[bisection]

[ He can't stop him. Minato's proven that before. So Sinistra will stay up in Dextera's room near his stone-made brother, sulking on the floor as he has been since this all started. ]

[messianic]

[And so soon enough, he's there, knocking on the door politely before he just...heads on in anyway.]

Sinistra-san...?

[bisection]

[ Sorry, Minato, but he's not acknowledging much of anything here. Not Minato and not the chicken that's nested in his lap. He just sits with his hand pressed over his eyes. ]

[messianic]

[Minato is unbothered. Quietly, he just moves over to Sinistra's side, sitting next to him.

Dextera's statue is...hard to see, that much is for sure.

And quietly:]

I'm sorry... but doesn't this feel lonely?

[bisection]

Of course it does but... what else can I do? I can't leave him alone like this.

[messianic]

No... it's okay. I don't want you to.

[Sincerely...]

I just think... both you and him--you shouldn't be alone right now.

[bisection]

I was alone for so long... why does it matter so much to me now?

[messianic]

Because... you're used to it now.

[...]

You're used to no longer being alone. And... that's not something you should be used to, either.

[bisection]

Is that so...? Maybe learning to be around people has not truly been helpful to me. How will I go back to this when I leave here?

[messianic]

... Even if you go back home after all of this... you don't have to be alone.

[And, firmly:]

In fact... you shouldn't resign yourself to being alone. Now that you're learning what it's like to be around people... it's okay to want more, Sinistra-san. It's okay to think you deserve more.

[bisection]

Minato, if I go home, I return to death. How would I escape loneliness... if my brother doesn't remember me, he won't know I am there with him.

[messianic]

Sinistra-san...

[Minato reaches out for his hands then, holding them loosely in his own if Sin will let him grab them, and then, while he doesn't raise his voice, his tone grows all the more certain.]

Nothing is impossible.

I don't know yet how or what will be the best outcome for both you and your brother... but we'll find a way. I'm sure of that. So please... please don't give up hope yet.

[bisection]

[ He allows it, but for once, doesn't seem to be happy about the contact. It's times like these where Minato seems so naive. It's almost painful to listen to him right now. ]

It is hard to give up what I barely had to begin with.

[messianic]

[He can tell. He knows that Sinistra doesn't believe him... but even so, this is what he believes, and he won't give up on that.]

I don't want you to give up on any of what you've gained here.

It... it wouldn't be fair for you to have to at all.