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[illuminatism]

[Don't ask how she's gone and done it (default skill: walljump for the win) but Amaterasu has taken to relaxing in the Alchemy district on one of the building's roofs. More specifically: the Weapon Shop. It wasn't really the ideal place to sit and people watch, as it was a distance away from the warp point, but there were still people coming and

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[crasherpacifist]

[Ah, now that was a familiar face X was happy to see. He gives a slight whistle to get the woman's attention.]

[illuminatism]

[Amaterasu glances down towards the ground, catching sight of a familiar figure amongst the crowd and a smile forms its way upon her previously calm yet still bored face. Well, now, here was someone she had not seen or spoken to in awhile.

She raises a hand and offers him a small wave in greeting.]

[crasherpacifist]

[X returns the wave, coming over so that he wasn't obscured by the rest of the people, and craning his neck up to look at Amaterasu.]

Comfortable?

[illuminatism]

[Her smiles widens at the questions as she leans forward, fingers curling against the ledge of the roof and she gives a nod to X. Being up high like this, with the evening breeze and smell of the ocean, was calming enough on its own.

There's a brief pause in her actions before she makes a soft noise down at him. It had been awhile and the way she stares is obvious as to what she wants to ask: How have you been?]

that icon still so cute.

[crasherpacifist]

[He smiles in reply.]

Mind if I come up? It'd be easier to talk with you up there.

8) cute is her job...well, when she's not beating things up, at least.

[illuminatism]

Ah!

[How rude of her to not have offered an invitation. She was just so used to being without a companion - she had seen neither hide nor hair of Waka or Issun (which may be a good thing, as Nippon and the Celestial Plain would be safe in either of their hands...hopefully) - that it was beginning to slip her mind to do such things.

She gives him another nod of the head. Yes, of course he could come up.]

At least we know where Chibi gets it from.

[crasherpacifist]

[X makes simple work of scaling to Amaterasu's spot -- human though his body may be, it was still strong and healthy, more than a normal person's. For that, at least, he was thankful.

He settles himself, reaching over to scratch Amaterasu behind her ears. There was one thing he was thankful for -- he knew he could speak openly with the former goddess without much worry, especially not of it being repeated.]

I've been better. I've had trouble sleeping lately, thanks to nightmares, and I've even disturbed Harpuia and Leviathan because of them.

Indeed.

[illuminatism]

[She had been thinking of offering him some sort of help but watching him make his way up with little to no trouble causes her to just sit back and give a happy whine at the scratching.

But to his words she looks over with a slight frown, her brows creasing as she stares at him. Nightmares? That was not good. Especially so if he was disturbing others with them.]

[crasherpacifist]

[He gives her a weak smile, pausing in his scratching.]

It's a bit harder for humans. You can't just completely turn part of yourself off.

[illuminatism]

[This does not seem to curb the worry that has finally let itself be known in both expression and slump of the body.

She knew well enough how hard it was for humans to have to deal with such things. Issun and she had come across Susano having one in Kusa Village and it had been confusing yet a bit troublesome at the same time. But he had done his best to play it off. But ...

Amaterasu whines beneath her breath, not knowing what at all to tell him. While she would like to ask him what the contents of his dreams may be wouldn't that be crossing lines? Even she knew where boundaries were. If he wanted to tell her then he will do so of his own accord. Or so she would like to believe, especially as she leans up against him and sets her head to shoulder to nuzzle it in the best way that she can. If they weren't on a roof and she was still in her wolf form then she would have climbed right onto his lap.]

[crasherpacifist]

[He smiles gratefully at the comfort, shifting his arm to rest it on her head with a soft sigh.

Amaterasu is, as ever, a comforting presence, and X begins to describe them without a second thought. Nightmares about Ferham, leaping off and destroying herself while he only watched. Nightmares about the points in the endless wars that he felt he could do something different, save someone lost. And the worst; nightmares about returning home, only to find everything gone, his friends dead, with the exception of one of his friends accusing him, telling him that the destruction is his own fault, that he could have saved them had he been there.

Though not nearly as uncontrollable as in the guild room, tears are falling quietly once more by the time X finishes.]

[illuminatism]

[She curls closer against his side as she listens as any good person would do. She is a goddess full of gentleness and compassion, despite what some of her behavior back on Nippon would lead some to believe. Even if X was not from her world - even if he was not from Nippon - he was still someone that she had found herself growing to care about. To her, he was one of her children

[crasherpacifist]

[X turns his attention back to the Mother Goddess, having stared out at the never-changing twilight as he spoke. He blinks a little at the lick, but seems unbothered -- he knew she had been a wolf, regardless of her human appearance, and even wild animals seemed to adore showing him affection that way. But it was everything else behind that gesture, the unspoken words that were as clear as day to him, that made him smile so brilliantly.]

I know. Different worlds don't matter at all here. I have you, at the least. Harpuia and Leviathan too. Hakuren...

[He scratches behind her ears.]

I know I have a lot of people here for me. It's a nice thing to think about, but... it's also surprisingly nice to be able to actually feel everything that's bothering me... to be able to cry and not worry about pushing it aside and having to go on. It's something I've never been able to do.

[illuminatism]

[The worry and despair that had overtaken her seems to lift at his smile and his words. A small smile begins to form on her lips as she sets her hands to his shoulder and rests her chin on top of them. Somewhere in the middle of all this her tail had come to wrap around her leg, the tip - ink black against white - tickles at her legs.

The scratch feels good but she makes no noise to show it. At the moment, all concern is still placed on X. But Amaterasu nods her head at him. She understands what he is saying and, to an extent, may even agree with him.

He hadn't been human before arriving here in this world so to be able to have such a sudden rush of things, to experience it for once without worry, perhaps it was a good thing within itself while being troublesome and worrisome all the same. The calming of her expression says as much, at least.]

[crasherpacifist]

[That Ammy shifts back to being happy is good for X. He smiles, especially once she shifts position, and digs in his pocket for his Relic. Soon enough, she's being offered one of the remaining cakes he managed to snatch from the festival a while ago. Thank whoever made this place that fresh food seemed to STAY fresh if it was stuck in the Relic.]

It's... a lot different. I'm not entirely sure how to handle it. I've... never been able to cry before, for one.

[illuminatism]

[She sees that cake being offered and her full attention moves to it. There is a contemplative look in her eyes. It smelled as good as it looked - the scent wafting its way on the salt filled ocean breeze and Amaterasu honestly cannot help lick her lips as she plucks it from him with a sound of gratitude.

She takes to sitting up a little, her body still in a leaning position as she presses up against X's side (because she is refusing to part from him right then).]

Hmm..

[Popping a piece of cake into her mouth she licks the icing from her fingers and looks at him from the corner of her eyes. Unsure of how to handle it... She didn't know what to say to him about that and she shrugs a little. The motion carrying a thoughtful look to it rather than uncaring. 'Everyone reacts differently to these types of things.' It says and her expression follows suite, 'I cannot tell you for certain how you should handle it.']