[ even though the strange light in heine's eyes is foreign. though he stands like the scarecrow rin has oft likened him too, bones in the guise of limbs, lumps of coal for eyes. like something too different for rin to reach out and recognize as human.
except that's not true. only a moment ago, heine had proved just how human he is. even if he doesn't want to admit it. even if he's so deeply embroiled in his own self-hatred that accepting help seems anathema. ]
Unless you're too proud to accept help.
[ it's a shot in the dark, rin's verbal gun empty of ammunition. heine stands on some distant precipice that rin can't reach; acting as a guide would be impossible.
rin makes up his mind in that moment, away and apart from the conversation at hand. even if he gives in today, he's not going to stop. he'll talk to tadashi, he'll talk to every single medical and technical expert amongst their numbers if it means helping heine find a solution that works for him.
if it means losing heine's friendship, so be it. some things are worth more.
in the end, whether heine wears that sickle-curve of a smile or not, he's still made of flesh and bone. there's still a beating heart hidden within. and rin's come to care about its perpetuity, even if heine seems to have lost hope long ago. ]
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[ even though the strange light in heine's eyes is foreign. though he stands like the scarecrow rin has oft likened him too, bones in the guise of limbs, lumps of coal for eyes. like something too different for rin to reach out and recognize as human.
except that's not true. only a moment ago, heine had proved just how human he is. even if he doesn't want to admit it. even if he's so deeply embroiled in his own self-hatred that accepting help seems anathema. ]
Unless you're too proud to accept help.
[ it's a shot in the dark, rin's verbal gun empty of ammunition. heine stands on some distant precipice that rin can't reach; acting as a guide would be impossible.
rin makes up his mind in that moment, away and apart from the conversation at hand. even if he gives in today, he's not going to stop. he'll talk to tadashi, he'll talk to every single medical and technical expert amongst their numbers if it means helping heine find a solution that works for him.
if it means losing heine's friendship, so be it. some things are worth more.
in the end, whether heine wears that sickle-curve of a smile or not, he's still made of flesh and bone. there's still a beating heart hidden within. and rin's come to care about its perpetuity, even if heine seems to have lost hope long ago. ]