002 | Takasugi | Voice | Remember, remember.
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It'd be a shame if something were to happen on a day like this, hmm?
Tell me: how are you spending Lunasa?
Filter | Sakata Gintoki | Unhackable;
[There's a bit of a pause before he starts talking. When he does, his voice is soft, low, contemplative.]
It was Lunasa, wasn't it? The day you and I began.
I'm not too sure anymore. It's been so long. Maybe it doesn't matter.
I remember the drinking, though. Sakamoto's idea, rounding everybody up for some sake. Zura put up with it. Good for the morale - that's probably what he was thinking. [Chuckles.] Can't imagine any other reason why he'd tolerate such immoral behavior.
We hadn't seen each other in weeks. You were leading a different troop from me; that's just how things went. That night must've been the first night with the two of us sitting beside each other since the Master passed on.
Nothing but our knees touched for hours. I didn't dare look at you. Was it the same for you? It must've been, since you started talking eventually. You were never good with silence.
[Another long, long pause.]
The fireflies were beautiful that night, weren't they?
[Pause, again. Maybe there is something odd about his tone now. Maybe there's nothing odd about it at all.]
There were no fireflies, the day you left.
It was winter. There was only snow.
It'd be a shame if something were to happen on a day like this, hmm?
Tell me: how are you spending Lunasa?
Filter | Sakata Gintoki | Unhackable;
[There's a bit of a pause before he starts talking. When he does, his voice is soft, low, contemplative.]
It was Lunasa, wasn't it? The day you and I began.
I'm not too sure anymore. It's been so long. Maybe it doesn't matter.
I remember the drinking, though. Sakamoto's idea, rounding everybody up for some sake. Zura put up with it. Good for the morale - that's probably what he was thinking. [Chuckles.] Can't imagine any other reason why he'd tolerate such immoral behavior.
We hadn't seen each other in weeks. You were leading a different troop from me; that's just how things went. That night must've been the first night with the two of us sitting beside each other since the Master passed on.
Nothing but our knees touched for hours. I didn't dare look at you. Was it the same for you? It must've been, since you started talking eventually. You were never good with silence.
[Another long, long pause.]
The fireflies were beautiful that night, weren't they?
[Pause, again. Maybe there is something odd about his tone now. Maybe there's nothing odd about it at all.]
There were no fireflies, the day you left.
It was winter. There was only snow.