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last man standing. ([personal profile] baltimores) wrote in [community profile] kenoslogs 2024-01-27 08:05 am (UTC)

[ She tries to smile, and he tries to smile back. And nods — yeah, he'll look after her flowers for her whenever she needs it, without fail.

His smile turns that much brighter when they reach her plot, though. A little more so at learning that Rin's are right here, too. It's good, he thinks; he can visit them together. ]


I think most things do well here. Gotta make up for the lack of sun somehow. [ Amos mimics her, crouching down right beside her and tentatively reaching out to touch a soft petal once he sees it's okay to do that. He feels warm; happy. Fuck ghosts, they can't take this away. ] We grew plants on our ship in space. Air purifiers mostly, but we had tech that made it work. Makes sense that they'd figure out how to do it here.

[ He lets his finger slide from the petals; turns to look at Gray. ]

They're beautiful. I won't let 'em die. 'specially when they're right by Rin's; they go well together. [ A beat. ] Did you want to pick one and take it back home with you? So you can still have one of them with you always?

[ There's gotta be some kind of magic or something that would help preserve them, or even let them thrive... Amos had been trying to look into that sort of thing, but gave up pretty quickly once he (sadly) realized that kind of magic was more Meridian-inclined. ]

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