[It's a very Itachiยฎ response, and Wei Wuxian nods, accepting it. He hardly expects the man to detail his own suffering or admit to it at all. Whether it still hurts him or not, it doesn't seem likely he'll tell Wei Wuxian.
He should probably get up and make his way back now, but he finds himself remaining seated on the bed. McCoy's absence—despite his own lack of closeness to the man—has left him feeling unsettled, and there's something he needs to say, though he doesn't know how to say it.]
Hey. [He starts, voice soft and expression solemn.]
Do you remember when I told you I was going to do something stupid? [Back on E23-b, an embarrassing text exchange that he wouldn't usually bring up again.]
[This is hard enough, Itachi, don't look at him like that! He lets out a quiet huff and looks away.]
Since Gwen disappeared, I've been thinking about some things. I didn't end up dying then, but it's so easy for one of us to just disappear from here. [He pauses and when he starts again, his voice is softer.] Not easy, inevitable. Whether it's you or me first, one day one of us will wake up and...[He shrugs, lips formed into a soft half smile.]
I told you then—when I was going to do something stupid—that Wen Qing taught me not to leave things left unsaid.
[He isn't in danger now—neither of them are, but there's no saying when they'll wake up to find the other gone.]
Forgive me for being sappy this once. I need you to know this, just in case. You matter to me. And if I disappear from here and am reborn into another life years from now, without any memory of Wei Wuxian and all of his nonsense, my soul will still remember. It will still matter.
And if I'm not and this is all the time I have left, then it matters all the more. [He inhales quietly and shakes his head.] I'm glad we met. I'm glad we're friends. That's all.
๏ผ it is not immediately clear that was not what he anticipated. his expression does not change in the least, a perfect mask like the still waters of a placid lake.
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He should probably get up and make his way back now, but he finds himself remaining seated on the bed. McCoy's absence—despite his own lack of closeness to the man—has left him feeling unsettled, and there's something he needs to say, though he doesn't know how to say it.]
Hey. [He starts, voice soft and expression solemn.]
Do you remember when I told you I was going to do something stupid? [Back on E23-b, an embarrassing text exchange that he wouldn't usually bring up again.]
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Since Gwen disappeared, I've been thinking about some things. I didn't end up dying then, but it's so easy for one of us to just disappear from here. [He pauses and when he starts again, his voice is softer.] Not easy, inevitable. Whether it's you or me first, one day one of us will wake up and...[He shrugs, lips formed into a soft half smile.]
I told you then—when I was going to do something stupid—that Wen Qing taught me not to leave things left unsaid.
[He isn't in danger now—neither of them are, but there's no saying when they'll wake up to find the other gone.]
Forgive me for being sappy this once. I need you to know this, just in case. You matter to me. And if I disappear from here and am reborn into another life years from now, without any memory of Wei Wuxian and all of his nonsense, my soul will still remember. It will still matter.
And if I'm not and this is all the time I have left, then it matters all the more. [He inhales quietly and shakes his head.] I'm glad we met. I'm glad we're friends. That's all.
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you shouldn't be, he thinks but does not say. ๏ผ
Are you finished?
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Yeah, I'm finished.
I should get back to Gwen to check on her. [He rises from the bed and makes his way to the door.]
I'll see you. [With a quick wave, he's out the door and gone.]