Day 29: Courtyard

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Though he hadn't been able to stomach much of the cafeteria food, as the day went on, he did feel marginally better.  The fever seemed to have broken and he'd held down what little he'd eaten.  It made him a little anxious, to sit around so much, and even if it was difficult, a walk outside sounded like a nice break from the usual.  He had no interest in the visitors.  Likely as not they were the same as the creature he'd run into a couple nights ago in the form of Aizen Sousuke. 

He folded his thin arms across his chest as he started his walk around the courtyard.  The air was crisp, getting colder by the day it seemed, but it didn't dissuade him from taking a leisurely walk while he gathered his thoughts.

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Valyn only smiled. He never truly spoke freely, but he saw no reason to correct that assumption. There was far too much in his mind that could never be spoken.

"Memories can be powerful and comforting things," he commented. When he had first come to this place, they had been all he had.

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"Yes," he murmured, settling his gaze down on the leaf in his hand, which he held on his open palm. It looked so stark and red against his pale skin. "And surely you will have occasion to make many more to come. But I..."

I...?

Memories were the only thing allowed for the dead, were they not? What more could he seek? Yet if he could have the real thing in his hands once more, he would take it. That he had passed through death's door once already didn't matter.

And he had met just one other here who could understand his nature.

You would not waste away your ghostly existence in nostalgia would you, Seishirou-san..?

Kikyo smiled coldly.

He rose to his feet, letting the leaf slip from his fingers to drift off into the wind. "--I fear I have kept you from your private comforts for far too long.."