[ it’s a mix of things that keeps hanbei from finding his situation, his fate hopeless– all of them hideyoshi, certainly, but even if he should become doubtful, or even upset somewhere in their conversation, hanbei is confident he can ease his troubles. so long as they remain on the same page… so long as, above all else, hideyoshi is able to accept the idea that his friend is dying. that’s all he needs; it’s the most crucial first step. he can’t continue on in a false hope. not anymore… and accepting it will give him the strength he needs in itself.
hanbei only gives a silent, acknowledging nod to that, but peers into his friend’s expression. he understands better than anyone… he would never blame hideyoshi for faltering, but he’ll certainly push him when he needs to be pushed, encourage when he needs to be encouraged. the admiration hanbei feels for hideyoshi very much encompasses the idea that he’s still human.
and no matter what, hanbei remains utterly taken by him… how he presses on, how he’s able to see the importance of this. a gentle smile lifts hanbei’s lips, and he’s prepared to respond– when hideyoshi lifts his hand and kisses it. ] … !
[ —if there’s anything that would truly confirm how much better hanbei is feeling now, it would be the way he goes entirely red in the face, and the immediacy at which he tugs his hand away. ] Hideyoshi…!
[ he glances away, flustered and bringing it close to him as his voice drops. ] Please…
[ …
that's right, he asked a question. ]
I… [ a quick, steadying sigh. ] I want to make my words as efficient as possible… that’s all. [ basically, it definitely depends who he’s writing to.
he’ll be making sure to write hideyoshi’s when he has some time alone, at least.
for now, he keeps his gaze to the side, still recovering. ]
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hanbei only gives a silent, acknowledging nod to that, but peers into his friend’s expression. he understands better than anyone… he would never blame hideyoshi for faltering, but he’ll certainly push him when he needs to be pushed, encourage when he needs to be encouraged. the admiration hanbei feels for hideyoshi very much encompasses the idea that he’s still human.
and no matter what, hanbei remains utterly taken by him… how he presses on, how he’s able to see the importance of this. a gentle smile lifts hanbei’s lips, and he’s prepared to respond– when hideyoshi lifts his hand and kisses it. ] … !
[ —if there’s anything that would truly confirm how much better hanbei is feeling now, it would be the way he goes entirely red in the face, and the immediacy at which he tugs his hand away. ] Hideyoshi…!
[ he glances away, flustered and bringing it close to him as his voice drops. ] Please…
[ …
that's right, he asked a question. ]
I… [ a quick, steadying sigh. ] I want to make my words as efficient as possible… that’s all. [ basically, it definitely depends who he’s writing to.
he’ll be making sure to write hideyoshi’s when he has some time alone, at least.
for now, he keeps his gaze to the side, still recovering. ]