Depths pt 1 ( day 3 )
His hands were empty, unlike Rin’s and Makoto’s. The flame of everyone’s lanterns mapping out a sorrowful constellation along the ocean’s waves. Grief was a tangible and living thing tonight, radiating off both bodies he sat wedged between in currents, and Sousuke in his silent and steadfast way, does his best to shoulder their surplus pain. Though his focus barely waned from Rin, the less contained of the two and arguably, the one suffering the deepest loss.
"You’ guys ready?”
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