— @ahlite
Kazuha always waited for his crewmates and friends to turn in for the night, just to give himself those few moments between him, the night, and the sea breeze. On this night, however, they have company in the traveler. The quiet between the two leaves room for the sound of the surrounding waves lapping against the hull of the ship, but Kazuha’s own voice soon joins the silence.
“If you do not mind my asking, dear friend,” He finally draws his eyes away from the darkened horizon to Lumine. “What are they like, your twin? You seldom speak of them, so it leaves one to wonder.”














