i don't want to leave you lonely
there's a silent breeze that moves within the room and it makes his bangs tumble playfully over his eyes, shading them in his sleepiness as he walks around the living room looking for his aspirin. work sucked. that's nothing new. the lonely are often the hardest to talk to for the very simple reason that they can't listen to the silence that welcomes them.
he takes one pill, grabs a glass, grabs a pitcher of water from the fridge, drinks.
a dog watches from the window as his adam's apple bobs up and down and swallows hard.
and because old habits die hard, kamui smiles, sets the glass down. turns to the window and laughs. "it's open."
there's a frown that creeps on his pale face but disappears just as fast as it got there. like it never was there. he slips through the glass, walks quietly on the carpet, stops a few feet away from him. the shades are doing a good job of reflecting the light away from his eyes, but that's nothing to a shadow who's done nothing but reflect himself, all his life. his short life.
kamui smiles. "you're here for a wish."
"were you waiting?" a pause. giovanni doesn't like him and it shows in the way those muscles are tense below his jaw. "do you know why i'm here?"
kamui shakes his head. "all of humanity has one purpose, and that is why we're assigned to eliminate them. it's not just an act of terror; it's an act of mercy."
"i'm not like --"
"both of us aren't."
he can make out the glare through tinted glasses.
"that's why you're here. to carry on what has been long awaited and long expected of those who came before you."
"that is?"
"you've come here to feed."
there's a smile that passes between the two of them that fills another silence.
giovanni takes a reward of open ribs and flayed guts that night. the heart he left on a sink under running water. he's not superstitious. but the way kamui laughed when he tore him open made him pause and shudder as he whispered the names of seven of the greater arcana.
he's not sure if he cast a spell on him.