[Baiken's health has gone downhill pretty rapidly in the past couple days. She's dangerously pale, her eye bloodshot and tired. Strong shivers are running throughout her body.
Overall, she looks annoyed about it. Those who know her well enough would be able to spot her usual cover-up act, though her weak voice is a dead giveaway anyway.]Oi, d-d-
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...So that's how it is..
[The sound of sheets shifting and the bed creaking followed two shaken footsteps. It was agony to move. It was agony to breathe.
Life... was agony.
Yet he bid his body to drop to her side. A hand rested upon her knee, giving it an affectionate pat as he laid his head down near the side of her hip. The place where he felt he belonged.]
I would.. have preferred it.. but..
Perhaps it's best..
[The both of them had spent so much time living only for themselves. Facing the world, life and death on their own. They were two brazenly independent individuals, who relied on no one. The change. It seemed almost pleasant to him. Just this once.]
That we do not go alone..
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Besides, he was the only person she had ever trusted with her life. Somehow, it seemed appropriate to trust him with her death as well.]
Oi... you'd b-better be there... when I w-w-wake up.
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