Watching Tsurumaru draw in from the cigarette, breathe it out, the smell of smoke, painfully familiar... It reminds him of home, and people that are lost, but he's not filled with the same agonising pain as before. He'd considered giving up, back home, wanting to try and live a little longer, as if this was the real risk.
He picked it back up with the stresses of kaiju.
Leaning in, he nudges their noses together, presses a kiss against Tsurumaru's mouth. ]
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Watching Tsurumaru draw in from the cigarette, breathe it out, the smell of smoke, painfully familiar... It reminds him of home, and people that are lost, but he's not filled with the same agonising pain as before. He'd considered giving up, back home, wanting to try and live a little longer, as if this was the real risk.
He picked it back up with the stresses of kaiju.
Leaning in, he nudges their noses together, presses a kiss against Tsurumaru's mouth. ]
Is that more familiar?