[ Verso's cheek is wet beneath his lips, and Gustave pulls back enough to cup his cheek in his hand, thumb smoothing over the track of those tears.
(...Why does that feel familiar, why does all of this feel familiar, the two of them sitting like this with voices low and desolate and the taste of Verso's tears on his lips, those words echoing in his ears: you will see me again, I swear it.)
There's so much he wants to know, so much he needs to know โ a hundred years! Verso was here, somehow, when this world fractured, when Lumiรจre broke off into the sea... how, why? ]
Mon Monsieur le pianiste.
[ His voice is low, dark eyes searching Verso's face as his thumb so carefully wipes away those tears. ]
No wonder your songs sound so sad.
[ He hardly knows what else to say, what else he can do, and he's still not sure why he can't tell the others, aside from how it sounds like utter impossibility. His eyes narrow as he thinks it over, trying to put the few pieces of information he has together. ]
Is that why you don't want me to tell the others? You think they... they won't understand?
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Date: 2025-06-06 11:11 pm (UTC)(...Why does that feel familiar, why does all of this feel familiar, the two of them sitting like this with voices low and desolate and the taste of Verso's tears on his lips, those words echoing in his ears: you will see me again, I swear it.)
There's so much he wants to know, so much he needs to know โ a hundred years! Verso was here, somehow, when this world fractured, when Lumiรจre broke off into the sea... how, why? ]
Mon Monsieur le pianiste.
[ His voice is low, dark eyes searching Verso's face as his thumb so carefully wipes away those tears. ]
No wonder your songs sound so sad.
[ He hardly knows what else to say, what else he can do, and he's still not sure why he can't tell the others, aside from how it sounds like utter impossibility. His eyes narrow as he thinks it over, trying to put the few pieces of information he has together. ]
Is that why you don't want me to tell the others? You think they... they won't understand?