Ah, I think I'll give it to someone who deserves it. I already have everythin' I need.
[He can't help but lean against that hand, closing his eyes briefly.]
I hope you do. Y'know, when...you went over to the daycare, I found Malik, and we had funerary rites for you. Did a whole monument in Manwol's honor and your honor. And he just told me to talk as if I was talkin' to you. It wasn't even that hard. It still didn't feel like you had gone.
[The hand that's holding Mandricardo's squeezes it, very gently.]
I'm glad that you do. You deserve it.
[Everything he needs, anything he'd like - Sakyou's a firm believer that those he cherishes should be happy to the core.
This is such a touching thing to hear though LORD... His expression creases for a brief moment in something that almost looks sorrowful, but it's just him bowing a bit under the weight of realizing once more just how much he meant to people. He had told Lucretia that he didn't want to be remembered when he died, and he's not entirely sure that's changed, but... it's - beyond nice, knowing people would do that for him. Knowing that Malik would, knowing that Mandricardo would.]
...Thank you. The both of you. I really gave a few of you quite a bit of trouble last week... [BY DYING. There's a little pause as he seems to consider saying something, and then:] I chose to put up a fight, even though I agreed with their choice and understood what they were doing. For you, and for the others that I knew I would hurt if I hadn't.
[Unfortunately, Muramasa and then the school spirit curse made things go very sideways but it's fine.]
[Because even though he's not so MAFIA ANGRY as before...he still thinks that is correct. To always fight back, by any means possible. Not to give in to a role for someone else to play.]
That's...that's part of the reason why I love you so much in the first place. [There, he said it. It's a different kind of love than the love he has for Wang Lu, but...] And it's why I really want you to be happy, okay? I'm glad you're here, and that...t-that my tears weren't in vain.
[Sakyou really holds his life in very low regard, so the only reason he did it at all was for people like Kaine, and Mandricardo, and others that he knew were hurting every Friday, every Saturday, every Sunday. He's also glad he fought, but only for them. If he had no one he feared hurting, he would have just accepted the mafia's choice without a fight.
He won't dwell on it now, though - not those parts, anyway. Instead, he focuses on Mandricardo being HEART-PUNCHINGLY SWEET... The last time he said "I love you" to someone, things went horrifically wrong that same evening, so he's more than just a little gunshy. At the same time, though... Well. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Who knows what situation will meet him, back home? The reason he wrote those letters is because he didn't want his soul to rest ill at ease with thoughts and feelings he never conveyed.]
...You really are too kind. [Quietly, at first. Full of the belief of an irrefutable truth.] I've come to love and cherish you as someone very dear to me, as well. [Mandricardo and so many others - more than he expected, more than he thinks he deserves.] You've been one of the reasons I could continue moving forward here, no matter how difficult things were. And knowing that you would mourn for me in such a way... It isn't something I ever expected to have. "Thank you" doesn't feel like enough, but it is all that I have to give.
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[He can't help but lean against that hand, closing his eyes briefly.]
I hope you do. Y'know, when...you went over to the daycare, I found Malik, and we had funerary rites for you. Did a whole monument in Manwol's honor and your honor. And he just told me to talk as if I was talkin' to you. It wasn't even that hard. It still didn't feel like you had gone.
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I'm glad that you do. You deserve it.
[Everything he needs, anything he'd like - Sakyou's a firm believer that those he cherishes should be happy to the core.
This is such a touching thing to hear though LORD... His expression creases for a brief moment in something that almost looks sorrowful, but it's just him bowing a bit under the weight of realizing once more just how much he meant to people. He had told Lucretia that he didn't want to be remembered when he died, and he's not entirely sure that's changed, but... it's - beyond nice, knowing people would do that for him. Knowing that Malik would, knowing that Mandricardo would.]
...Thank you. The both of you. I really gave a few of you quite a bit of trouble last week... [BY DYING. There's a little pause as he seems to consider saying something, and then:] I chose to put up a fight, even though I agreed with their choice and understood what they were doing. For you, and for the others that I knew I would hurt if I hadn't.
[Unfortunately, Muramasa and then the school spirit curse made things go very sideways but it's fine.]
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[Because even though he's not so MAFIA ANGRY as before...he still thinks that is correct. To always fight back, by any means possible. Not to give in to a role for someone else to play.]
That's...that's part of the reason why I love you so much in the first place. [There, he said it. It's a different kind of love than the love he has for Wang Lu, but...] And it's why I really want you to be happy, okay? I'm glad you're here, and that...t-that my tears weren't in vain.
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He won't dwell on it now, though - not those parts, anyway. Instead, he focuses on Mandricardo being HEART-PUNCHINGLY SWEET... The last time he said "I love you" to someone, things went horrifically wrong that same evening, so he's more than just a little gunshy. At the same time, though... Well. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Who knows what situation will meet him, back home? The reason he wrote those letters is because he didn't want his soul to rest ill at ease with thoughts and feelings he never conveyed.]
...You really are too kind. [Quietly, at first. Full of the belief of an irrefutable truth.] I've come to love and cherish you as someone very dear to me, as well. [Mandricardo and so many others - more than he expected, more than he thinks he deserves.] You've been one of the reasons I could continue moving forward here, no matter how difficult things were. And knowing that you would mourn for me in such a way... It isn't something I ever expected to have. "Thank you" doesn't feel like enough, but it is all that I have to give.