[He's drowning, and then he isn't--all at once, he's sucking air into his lungs, and it isn't blocked by water or blood or anything else. He chokes on his own gasp, coughing, but breathing, and eventually he's able to sit back on his heels.
So many sensations. You think he'd be used to this by now, but will they ever truly adjust to these bodies? To these hearts?]
Kiyo... mitsu... [His throat aches, and his voice is small.
Kashuu--is that his vessel? That's a good thing, isn't it? He succeeded in summoning it, finally. They don't need words, if they have their blades. It'll be okay.
He sags with relief, a little. Holds out his hand again.
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So many sensations. You think he'd be used to this by now, but will they ever truly adjust to these bodies? To these hearts?]
Kiyo... mitsu... [His throat aches, and his voice is small.
Kashuu--is that his vessel? That's a good thing, isn't it? He succeeded in summoning it, finally. They don't need words, if they have their blades. It'll be okay.
He sags with relief, a little. Holds out his hand again.
They're leaving, right? Together?]