[He has a daughter. A daughter he loves so dearly, with all his heart. And for years, he denied her even mentioning him in any capacity as a father. Just a roommate. A guardian, maybe.]
[But to hear her genuinely call him her father...]
[Why, he cried just like this.]
[He nods dimly at the words, letting out a little laugh.]
I'll try not to be overly so. But one can't help it. [He sniffs, hugging him back, keeping him close.] I'm simply...very happy I can be someone like that, for someone as special as you.
[Rin could talk about how he's a shitty son, or how he loses his temper and screams sometimes, or how everyone he's ever loved has died right in front of him and that makes it hard to open up again. He could talk about how afraid he is of losing the people he's come to care about in the last seven weeks. He could talk about how he's scared of failing the dead, or how he's scared of succeeding and having to go home to never see these people again.
But he doesn't. He just holds onto Sholmes for now, relaxing into the hug he definitely needs.]
It- I'm happy too, you know?
[The quietest admission that he does want all of this, despite all the doubts and worries he has.]
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[He has a daughter. A daughter he loves so dearly, with all his heart. And for years, he denied her even mentioning him in any capacity as a father. Just a roommate. A guardian, maybe.]
[But to hear her genuinely call him her father...]
[Why, he cried just like this.]
[He nods dimly at the words, letting out a little laugh.]
I'll try not to be overly so. But one can't help it. [He sniffs, hugging him back, keeping him close.] I'm simply...very happy I can be someone like that, for someone as special as you.
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[Rin could talk about how he's a shitty son, or how he loses his temper and screams sometimes, or how everyone he's ever loved has died right in front of him and that makes it hard to open up again. He could talk about how afraid he is of losing the people he's come to care about in the last seven weeks. He could talk about how he's scared of failing the dead, or how he's scared of succeeding and having to go home to never see these people again.
But he doesn't. He just holds onto Sholmes for now, relaxing into the hug he definitely needs.]
It- I'm happy too, you know?
[The quietest admission that he does want all of this, despite all the doubts and worries he has.]