Day 29: Cafeteria, Brunch

[whiteychan.livejournal.com]

Hitsugaya left the chapel no less frustrated than before. The head doctor once again had chosen not to hide his face, yet promised he would be making an appearance at some time in the near future. He didn't like being patient, but there wasn't much choice. Either the head doctor would show his face, or he wouldn't. Renji had already seen him, and knew how to find him. That was enough.

The thought of eating made him slightly nauseous as usual, but he knew he needed to get his strength up. He could either be weak and try to force his way through brunch without eating anything, or he could be smart and actually give himself something to eat. And there was rice. Rice and fruit. He took a heaping pile of rice, and grabbed as much watermelon as he could fit on his plate, then proceeded to an empty table. He scanned the room, watching for Momo. He wasn't exactly looking forward to their conversation, knowing how she'd acted yesterday; however, he knew he had to speak to her, and there was a good chance that she would show more restraint now that the drugs were out of her system.

Thoughtfully he consumed his rice and waited.

[free at the moment, pester if you wish]

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[a_sin_for_him]

"From what I understand, your brother was fine." Lust shrugged. She wasn't skilled in comforting others. "The two of you have an uncanny knack for survival."

She tilted her head, thinking over what he added. "Yes. Attachments are weaknesses. And yet... to be without them is a weakness as well. And here... I suppose there are those I, too, would feel the loss of. Though look at the situation in this manner: remain here, and you have your mother. Alive and well and human. Is that not a tempting prospect?"

[lost-metal.livejournal.com]

He supposed that was true. From what he'd heard, even dying couldn't keep them down. "I know," he replied. "It still sucks that everyone knows more about what happens than I do, but it's difficult to believe it when I haven't seen it myself."

The thought of having his mother back... ah, there was something that he'd dreamed about for so long. But it wasn't something that would happen. It couldn't. "It's tempting," he admitted. "But she doesn't remember me, she remembers the person this place wants me to be. I got over thinking she'd come back a long time ago."

[a_sin_for_him]

"I've found it best to simply accept it. Worrying over events you didn't experience and cannot change is pointless." She understood that, at least. She didn't remember her death, though she possessed knowledge of the details.

"And it is an easy enough thing to combat the mind altering of this place," Lust pointed out. "Her memories of you are there, buried beneath the fake. If I have learned one thing in my lives, it is this: memories never truly are lost. They simply become buried beneath others."

[lost-metal.livejournal.com]

"I suppose," Ed agreed. He couldn't do anything about it while he was here anyway. And either he was dead when he got back, or he wasn't. There wasn't much room to change things either way.

"That..." Ed began, and then gulped, meeting Lust's eyes with a slightly scared expression. "That makes it very difficult to think about going back home."

[a_sin_for_him]

"I'm not telling you these things to upset you," Lust clarified. "But it is something that deserves attention, doesn't it? They have us coming and going, as I believe the saying goes. And so I cannot help but wonder if the world beyond these walls is truly so horrible."

[lost-metal.livejournal.com]

"It... It does deserve attention," Ed replied thoughtfully. He wasn't comfortable with the idea. It meant losing everything back at home, but then, people kept saying that he went to another world anyway. And he had so many people here. Hughes was still alive, and he'd met Tamaki and Adel and Fox. The shinigami and Artermis, people he'd never have met if he hadn't come here. Just... what about Al?

"If we can't get back, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I jsut don't want to lose myself and be what they want me to be."

[a_sin_for_him]

"I don't think any of us want that," Lust pointed out. "I wonder though, how do they know? Why has no one simply pretended to go along with them?" Being free in a strange world was better than being trapped in it.