For what it's worth, I think yours has plenty of meaning. You'll find something you can do with it.
[ Though that isn't just empty words. ]
I can't place the feeling anymore, but I remember a time where I was glad that I survived. I think I went through similar feelings to you, honestly.
[ It's a feeling that feels so close to his heart, yet when he tries to reach for it and place it in his memories it slips through his fingers. Still, he's glad he knows enough to tell her this much. ]
Yeah. At the very least, I want to know the end of this. I don't want to die without knowing what else is possible out of life. Without knowing the people I'm going to protect are safe.
[She's able to say some of these things because of the Miharu she's forgotten: the one who was alone and who could have therefore only thought about the things that she, alone, went through. But when she thinks about what he's told her, she wonders if it stems from the things he experienced that he once entrusted to her. She knows those memories now better than she knows her own history, for better or for worse.]
You left some of your memories with me before. I think I understand how you might have come to that same conclusion. [If he wants to hear them. If he wants to know right now.]
[ It's comforting to see those words attached to her username, though he... can't fully place why. Perhaps an impression he had of her or a kinship that they had once had between them that feels lost to time. ]
Did I?
[ He wishes he could remember doing something like that, but he's glad that he did. Hm. Now that he thinks of it— ]
I know I wrote some things down about you too. What do you say we exchange?
I know we've talked a lot, so it makes sense. It feels a little rude to have lost track of some of those conversations... but I still know they were important.
Let's swap notes. Although, is it the same for you? Hearing these things, even from people I trust not to lie to me... they feel less and less like they could possibly be real.
Yeah... Honestly, sometimes it feels like I'm being tricked. It's difficult to imagine myself with a life outside of this one. But knowing that something like that has to exist... it's encouraging.
I'm worried if we do it over email it'll just slip away again. Even if having a permanent written record is prudent, if it keeps slipping from memory all that good will be erased. Maybe we should talk?
I agree. Let's go somewhere quiet, and we can introduce ourselves all over again.
[She hesitates for just a moment, wondering if all the information she was given to safeguard should really be disclosed. It's not hers to control, though - she'll tell him everything, even if she sometimes keeps it brief.]
Thank you for checking in on me, Yuui. [And for not forgetting these things about her...maybe even for being the only person who really knows them.]
[ He smiles at the message, feeling a warmth bubble up in his chest. Having someone to check in on like this... it's nice, even if the circumstances themselves aren't as such.
He had always wondered what it would be like to have a little sister, and this feeling? He thinks this is close. ]
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[ Though that isn't just empty words. ]
I can't place the feeling anymore, but I remember a time where I was glad that I survived. I think I went through similar feelings to you, honestly.
[ It's a feeling that feels so close to his heart, yet when he tries to reach for it and place it in his memories it slips through his fingers. Still, he's glad he knows enough to tell her this much. ]
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[She's able to say some of these things because of the Miharu she's forgotten: the one who was alone and who could have therefore only thought about the things that she, alone, went through. But when she thinks about what he's told her, she wonders if it stems from the things he experienced that he once entrusted to her. She knows those memories now better than she knows her own history, for better or for worse.]
You left some of your memories with me before. I think I understand how you might have come to that same conclusion. [If he wants to hear them. If he wants to know right now.]
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Did I?
[ He wishes he could remember doing something like that, but he's glad that he did. Hm. Now that he thinks of it— ]
I know I wrote some things down about you too. What do you say we exchange?
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Let's swap notes. Although, is it the same for you? Hearing these things, even from people I trust not to lie to me... they feel less and less like they could possibly be real.
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[ He begins to type up what she told him, getting halfway through before deleting all of it. ]
Would you rather learn this over email or in person?
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I'm worried if we do it over email it'll just slip away again. Even if having a permanent written record is prudent, if it keeps slipping from memory all that good will be erased. Maybe we should talk?
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I wouldn't mind talking. I think it'd be easier to process all of it in person anyway.
[ What he knows about her isn't exactly easy to take in, after all, even if he doesn't know all the little details. ]
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[She hesitates for just a moment, wondering if all the information she was given to safeguard should really be disclosed. It's not hers to control, though - she'll tell him everything, even if she sometimes keeps it brief.]
Thank you for checking in on me, Yuui. [And for not forgetting these things about her...maybe even for being the only person who really knows them.]
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He had always wondered what it would be like to have a little sister, and this feeling? He thinks this is close. ]
Anytime, Miharu.