[ I'm just going to assume there's somewhere clean for them to just slump down together. Maybe it's on the ground, but who cares. It's easier to cuddle this way and he's most certainly tugging Sholmes down with him.
He hesitates a moment, then his voice comes out very, very quiet. ]
...You really did die back there, didn't you? Is Irene...?
[ He spares a glance at their souls, Finley moving to lay down on the ground gingerly, as to not jostle her from her back. ]
[ He cradles him close, one hand moving to gently rub over his back and nods weakly. ]
It's a terrible feeling, isn't it? I never wanted you to know that. To lose anything.
[ This isn't meant to be self pity, but it probably comes off as much. He doesn't want to wallow, but his tattoo still reads the same. "I let them die," after all. That scar isn't erased. ]
...I failed you.
[ Finley tries to turn her head enough to lick Irene in return. She loves her girlfriend so much. Now they're both missing something. ]
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[Sholmes is just coming up to slump against him.]
[Sometimes, you die, and its nice to keep up the cheerfulness, but sometimes...]
[You just can't after a while.]
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But both of his arms wrap around Sholmes and hold him tight. Finley comes to rub against him affectionately, reassuring. ]
Thoughts, my love?
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[He mumbles, his own arms reaching up to embrace the other. Irene is in crow form, flapping down to land on Finley's back.]
I'm so very tired.
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He hesitates a moment, then his voice comes out very, very quiet. ]
...You really did die back there, didn't you? Is Irene...?
[ He spares a glance at their souls, Finley moving to lay down on the ground gingerly, as to not jostle her from her back. ]
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[At the mention of Irene, he swallows, something in his chest feeling pained.]
She can't turn into a beagle anymore, Kotetsu.
[Irene is gently nibbling on her girlfriend's ear.]
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It's a terrible feeling, isn't it? I never wanted you to know that. To lose anything.
[ This isn't meant to be self pity, but it probably comes off as much. He doesn't want to wallow, but his tattoo still reads the same. "I let them die," after all. That scar isn't erased. ]
...I failed you.
[ Finley tries to turn her head enough to lick Irene in return. She loves her girlfriend so much. Now they're both missing something. ]