I should. But the last time he told me that his father is basically god and also a high school teacher and also a serial killer or something so. I kind of feel like I need a dictionary to figure him out.
[And he hums, before he starts to talk, smiling all the while.]
My mother...was the strongest person I ever knew. She'd beat all the men in town in arm wrestling, and she'd be the one to do all the hard chores. She could even give my father a run for his money when chopping wood. My dad, on the other hand, was a talker. I think I remember sometimes having to go find him in the evening to bring him back home because he'd just talk all night long with his friends...he always had the best stories, thought I don't remember a lot of them now.
[Not because of memloss, but because it was really just that long ago. A different life.]
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Somehow I'm not that surprised he said all of that.
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[And a beat.]
...He's......worrying. I wonder how he feels, wherever he is.
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[ if he can't go home, at least he shouldn't be suffering. ]
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You were close with him, weren't you, Izumo?
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[ .... ]
I guess? As close as anyone could get in that time frame.
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[And he frowns.]
Do you know exactly what he was dealing with, at home?
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I don't. We only talked about his family briefly and even then I could tell he didn't want to.
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[As mysterious as ever.]
...Did you talk about your family with him?
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h, hmm.... ]
A, ah.... no. I don't...bring up my family.
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[And a slight smile.]
Is that something you have in common with him, then?
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Maybe. I want to talk about my family, but maybe that's because I'm the only one who can.
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Tell me about them then—I'm not opposed to listening.
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[And he hums, before he starts to talk, smiling all the while.]
My mother...was the strongest person I ever knew. She'd beat all the men in town in arm wrestling, and she'd be the one to do all the hard chores. She could even give my father a run for his money when chopping wood. My dad, on the other hand, was a talker. I think I remember sometimes having to go find him in the evening to bring him back home because he'd just talk all night long with his friends...he always had the best stories, thought I don't remember a lot of them now.
[Not because of memloss, but because it was really just that long ago. A different life.]
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you realize that she's just imagining that hansa's mother is like this buff amazonian woman, right? and that his dad some sort of beanpole twink. ]
That's certainly not the kind of family I was expecting to hear from you.
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Haha. Well, even as a child, I was a bit abnormal. I guess my parents wouldn't be run of the mill, either.
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I'd say you're not exactly normal even now. No offense.
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I'll take that as a compliment!
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