[ He won't accept her death. He's never accepted any death, ever—he can't even accept the idea of compromising. But to Giyuu's point... he eventually nods, resolute. ]
...We will.
[ It will be the same here, but different. Better. As long as they're still standing. Still breathing, fighting.
Even if Giyuu's been reckless, to hear him say he won't die, to try and instill that same drive in Shinobu—it's important. It's not fair of him to keep demanding they live when he'd killed them both to start, but as the weeks drag out, that's what he's wanted, right? A less bloodied end to all of this.
He hadn't trusted them, but he's realizing he hadn't wanted revenge, either. He didn't want them to throw their lives away. So where does that leave him, now? He pulls himself up, even if it's only by a fraction, letting out a long, slow, stabilizing breath. ]
I have matters to attend to at home as well. I cannot afford to die. [ so they've seen, now. ] But I will not allow that to hold me back from fighting alongside the two of you.
[ He pauses, the steel in his words dulling slightly, softer. ]
...I realize I have no room to ask you to trust me after all that I've done. But I want to defeat this again. No matter the cost.
[ Even if they still have a ways to go and old hurts that heal slowly in a heart as bitter as his, even if he isn't ready to move on (because he never is), he wants to try. One step forward. ]
At least Giyuu does not get to see her die a third time because he dies at the same time. Dimitri, on the other hand—
Whatever old hurts Shinobu has from the island still linger, but they're nowhere near the forefront now that weeks have passed in the camp. There are other priorities in her mind, and as unforgiving as she can be, with these two, she doesn't want things to fester. Of all the things that can and can't be said, she wants to be as honest as she can with them.
After everything that happened on the island, that's what she wants the most. She wants them to move forward. ]
I am not going to run to death. I don't intend to die for nothing. I never do. [ It's not the same as the both of them, but it's not like she's ever wanted to die. Even at home, it wasn't because it was what she wanted. If she could have defeated Douma with the poison in her sword, if she could only decapitate him— she would've preferred that so much more, but life is not always fair.
She wants better for everyone, and that's why she smiles. ]
Have I not already told you I do trust you? That I wouldn't be afraid.
[ She meant it. Dimitri drove a dagger into her chest, but if he were going to again, wouldn't it have happened already? ]
I know you two are working your hardest to redeem what happened on the island, and I know you two want to be able to save and protect who you can. I know you both have that drive.
We will find a way to save everyone.
[ No matter the cost. No matter what must be sacrificed. ]
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...We will.
[ It will be the same here, but different. Better. As long as they're still standing. Still breathing, fighting.
Even if Giyuu's been reckless, to hear him say he won't die, to try and instill that same drive in Shinobu—it's important. It's not fair of him to keep demanding they live when he'd killed them both to start, but as the weeks drag out, that's what he's wanted, right? A less bloodied end to all of this.
He hadn't trusted them, but he's realizing he hadn't wanted revenge, either. He didn't want them to throw their lives away. So where does that leave him, now? He pulls himself up, even if it's only by a fraction, letting out a long, slow, stabilizing breath. ]
I have matters to attend to at home as well. I cannot afford to die. [ so they've seen, now. ] But I will not allow that to hold me back from fighting alongside the two of you.
[ He pauses, the steel in his words dulling slightly, softer. ]
...I realize I have no room to ask you to trust me after all that I've done. But I want to defeat this again. No matter the cost.
[ Even if they still have a ways to go and old hurts that heal slowly in a heart as bitter as his, even if he isn't ready to move on (because he never is), he wants to try. One step forward. ]
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At least Giyuu does not get to see her die a third time because he dies at the same time. Dimitri, on the other hand—
Whatever old hurts Shinobu has from the island still linger, but they're nowhere near the forefront now that weeks have passed in the camp. There are other priorities in her mind, and as unforgiving as she can be, with these two, she doesn't want things to fester. Of all the things that can and can't be said, she wants to be as honest as she can with them.
After everything that happened on the island, that's what she wants the most. She wants them to move forward. ]
I am not going to run to death. I don't intend to die for nothing. I never do. [ It's not the same as the both of them, but it's not like she's ever wanted to die. Even at home, it wasn't because it was what she wanted. If she could have defeated Douma with the poison in her sword, if she could only decapitate him— she would've preferred that so much more, but life is not always fair.
She wants better for everyone, and that's why she smiles. ]
Have I not already told you I do trust you? That I wouldn't be afraid.
[ She meant it. Dimitri drove a dagger into her chest, but if he were going to again, wouldn't it have happened already? ]
I know you two are working your hardest to redeem what happened on the island, and I know you two want to be able to save and protect who you can. I know you both have that drive.
We will find a way to save everyone.
[ No matter the cost. No matter what must be sacrificed. ]