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It is, yeah. [Resolutely. But then he's saying that more to convince himself than anything. It's something he believes on principle: people don't belong here. People are better off at home. He wants to be home, and he wants Shiemi, Izumo, and all his other friends to be home. He sorts of glares at nothing in particular, not really looking at Pilouette for a moment.] She's better off there.

[And then he exhales, shaking his head and pushing the muffin in her direction. More to fill space and have something to do with his hands.]

But I miss her already, honestly.

I miss her, too. She probably has a ton of important stuff to do there. I don't think I ever got to ask her just what she was up to there besides building stuff, but knowing Precis, I bet it's something big, huh?

[She lets out a sort of awkward chuckling before taking a deep breath, trying to keep her voice steady, idly staring at the muffin instead of actually eating it.]

...It never really stops feeling weird, you know? Someone being gone and knowing that even though you remember them...

["They've forgotten all about you," is what she thinks as she trails off. "I'll never forget you," is what Precis had written in her letter. But how could she not? That's just what happened when people went home, wasn't it?]

[Come to think of it, he doesn't know too much either. he knows she was involved with helping out the world, and he knows about her dad. But he doesn't know too much about her whole agenda... somehow, that makes him even more sad. His tail droops, but he tries his best to keep a resolute face.]

Yeah. That is weird... [And he doesn't have a good answer for it either, not one he can totally believe after all] But I figure it's good we remember 'em.

Yeah. It's...It's definitely good that we remember. B-Because as long as we remember, that...

[She sniffles a little, and she grips the hem of her untucked shirt tightly trying to keep it together, but it's getting harder and harder. This is the first time she's really talked about this kind of thing and the fact that she may never see Precis again makes it that much harder. For the first time, the fact there will come a day when that all the friends she makes in Luceti, all the people she's met will forget her and she'll forget them really hits her. She's always known it, but until now none of those people have been especially close. However, now it's really sunk in.

And it feels terrible.].

...That means that we're still friends with her, right? At least until...until we...!

[He listens to that and frowns further. He sort of wnats to cry too - scratch that, he would cry if he wasn't trying to be strong for Pilouette. As it is, he just feels this surreal sense of the fact he won't see Precis again, and once he goes home (again) he won't remember all the others (again). Perhaps unbidden, what comes out of his mouth is something a bit off the cuff] Hey, Pillouette. Do you have some kinda reason you'd want to be here and not back home?

[She looks up at him, surprised, before answering him, spitting out her answer as if not wanting to hesitate too long.]

OF COURSE NOT!

...Well...I don't think so. Maybe? I mean, of course I want to go home. Ever since the day I got here, all I wanted was to go home and see my family and my friends and everyone again. I'll always miss home, no matter how long I'm here! But...if I leave, I forget everyone here. I'll forget everyone I met and everything I've done...even if I haven't done much at all.

[Choosing between Luceti and home should be a snap. However, the idea of forgetting it all scares her and whenever she realizes that she has sometimes found herself enjoying her time here, she feels guilty, like just thinking about not wanting to go home quite yet is a betrayal to everyone back home.]

But it's not like it matters much where I am. I'm not much use either way.

[Not much use? That's not right. He takes a step towards her again and shakes his head] You're not useless, Pilouette. Anyone who's tryin' and who's tryin' to have friends isn't useless, you know.

[He's got more to say and more to respond to there, but that is what comes out first]

You think so? ...That's easy for you to say. You can do all sorts of things. But I feel like no matter how hard I try, it'll never be enough to help anyone. And I'm...

[She takes a breath, swallowing hard.]

I'm no good on my own. Even back home, I always just...did what other people wanted. Even here, when I started learning first aid? I did it because Precis though it would be a good idea! I mean, it's not that I don't want to do it, but...!

[She sighs. She's never told anyone any of this before, but with the sadness of Precis' departure and the frustration she feels toward herself and Luceti as a whole, it's all coming out. She feels bad about it, as if she's burdening another person with all her problems.]

I...I'm sorry. I just- sorry...!

[Oh.

...Oh. The idea of comparing him to her is strange, and with this to focus on- He reaches a hand out and palms the top of her head, jerking her head a little to look at him-] Pilouette, I've never held a job more than a day, 'til the Boss here decided he wanted to give me a shot, you know that?

[She flinches just a little when Rin moves her head, but she doesn't pull away.]

...Really?

Really, really. I'm really no good at anything but fighting. [Well, and cooking, but sometimes it felt like that didn't matter, and it reinforces his point here to stick to that] If Mephisto hadn't told me I had to when I became an exorcist, there's no way I would've even gone to high school.

[And he brushes on her head a little more, easing up the pressure, but smiling]

And if you're saying someone like me can make a difference, then I'm sure you can make a lotta difference too, Pilouette.

Edited 2013-03-28 01:36 (UTC)

[She feels a bit childish with his hand on her head like that. But thinking about it, she's probably been pretty childish anyway, moping around like she has been. Though, Pilouette gets what Rin is saying, she still isn't completely convinced that she can be much use. But...

Well, perhaps it would be better for her to keep trying, even if she had do her best to stand on her own.

She smiles, just a little, and nods, sniffling a little before she responds.]

Okay. I, um...I'll do my best! ...Besides, I bet Precis wouldn't like it if she knew I'd just been sitting around crying, huh?

Probably. [And he says this easily, but lowers his hands to his side and tries to clear his thoughts and his throat. Don't choke or anything-]

But Pilouette, I've got somethin' else to say. You should be trying you best but here on - I'm gonna be looking after you, alright?

[She stares him for a moment, not quite understanding. What did he just say?]

L...Looking after me?

Yeah, looking after you.

But, um...but why?

[They're not especially close after all. Does she need looking after? Maybe she does. After all, by herself she more or less lacks direction. She told him as much. Did he just decide this on his own? Even if she's not saying much, a lot is going through her head.]

Two reasons, actually. First one is 'cus I think we could be friends! [Ye...h. and he smiles at that, briefly. A big flashy smile. But then more seriously, and a little more soberly] The other's that Precis asked me to, and I owe that to her.

[She lets out a self-deprecating little chuckle.]

I guess I shouldn't be surprised that Precis would worry about me a little...!

[So Precis asked him to...Her feelings on that are a little mixed. It does make sense. After all, she relied more on Precis than she realized and wonders now if Precis knew it. However, it makes her wonder if it's even possible for her to stand completely on her own and if she'll always need someone to support her and look after her. After all, her best friend felt she needed to ask someone to take care of her.

She doesn't want to say any of this right now. She smiles just a little and nods.]

I...I think I'd really like to be friends, though.

Yeah. I'd wanna be your friend too. [In fact, getting his gusto back, he even holds out a fist for a fist bump. Which. He isn't sure she knows, but oh well]

Just call me if you ever got problems too.

[She knows fist bumps, all right. She's ever actually done it, but...she kind of awkwardly bumps her own fist against his with a little smile.]

Okay. Thanks. A-And um...! If you ever need me to help you, just um, ask! Okay?

You got it, Pilouette! We can count on each other from here on! [The bumped fist he throws up into the air for a little woop before bringing it down-- and whiping off his eyes. For some reason, despite still grinning, this made him more missing Precis he's been in the last two or so days. He got a little misty]

[Pilouette laughs just a little, the first time she has in the last few days. She's starting to tear up again, though this time a smile accompanies the tears.]

H-hey, don't start crying or you're gonna get me going again, too...!

It's not like I was trying for that or anything! [sniffle. Oh well :T :T :T ]

[Even if he wasn't trying, it's too late. She's happy to have a friend and to be reminded, even a little bit of Precis, who had similarly suggested that they were friends before Pilouette was even sure.

She starts bawling and laughing all at once. Even with that smile, her crying is of the gross variety. Sorry, Rin.]

[It's cool his deal probably isn't much better. He's not exactly to sobbing, but with the sniffle fixed and his bit of tearing up mostly over, he was going to stop - until he saw her crying more and he gets caught up in it a little but not without the comment-] You look so silly right now.

[He said as blue flames started to pop up a little, unbidden, around his eyebrows and cheeks and such]

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