[ Patience. She waits and allows him time to think. She would hardly blame her; for her own part, her last birthday was one hundred years ago. As the singing fills her mind, like bubble bath bubbling up in a tub, she understands. ]
I asked just in time, then! I shall make you a cake, just as you would have in Hyrule. Is there anything else you'd like for the occasion?
[ He's her bonded, after all. Neither of them can help when they communicate like this, the way space is filled with thoughts and images, so she decides it is best to be honest in the moment. There's a memory of a earthquake that leaks from their connection, and a distant, far off roar like a war cry. ]
Please don't think you've got to do anything for me. Seeing you is good enough.
[ there is a discernible warmth to that statement, one that will undoubtedly reach her. he weathers the storm that comes next, and their sorrow intermingles in the eye of the hurricane. ]
Next time, I won't miss it. I promise. I'm glad you were born.
[ There's a lot to unpack here. She pauses to put her cup of tea down before responding, taking it as a moment to consider how to approach. If he senses a thoughtfulness on her end, it's only because she wants to know more about him. ]
I want to celebrate being able to know you. If there is anything you want, I shall provide. I do mean anything, Nier.
I don't regret being born... I like living. [ Unsaid: "With you." She almost types as much, but deletes it just as quickly. ] Perhaps I had wished once that I had a different draw of the deck, but this is the hand I have been given. If it has lead me to this bond we have, then I do not regret it.
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I asked just in time, then! I shall make you a cake, just as you would have in Hyrule. Is there anything else you'd like for the occasion?
[ He's her bonded, after all. Neither of them can help when they communicate like this, the way space is filled with thoughts and images, so she decides it is best to be honest in the moment. There's a memory of a earthquake that leaks from their connection, and a distant, far off roar like a war cry. ]
My own is March 3rd. In the spring.
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[ there is a discernible warmth to that statement, one that will undoubtedly reach her. he weathers the storm that comes next, and their sorrow intermingles in the eye of the hurricane. ]
Next time, I won't miss it. I promise.
I'm glad you were born.
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I want to celebrate being able to know you. If there is anything you want, I shall provide. I do mean anything, Nier.
I don't regret being born... I like living. [ Unsaid: "With you." She almost types as much, but deletes it just as quickly. ] Perhaps I had wished once that I had a different draw of the deck, but this is the hand I have been given. If it has lead me to this bond we have, then I do not regret it.
Do you have such regrets?
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[ that came out way smoother than intended, but you know. ]
I don’t think about it. I’m me, and that’s all I can be now.
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I shall keep that in mind going forward, then.
That does seem very you, Nier. I expect no less. There truly is little one can do but live, once they are.
Do you have a preference for red or black?