Okita had been on the verge of saying something, but his words cut off, and Homura frowned in concern. He didn't understand what had broken off the other man, not until Okita turned, breaking contact with the demi-gods hand. Even then, Homura didn't understand why, but Okita's smile served as reassurance, and perhaps a silent plea. With a small nod, Homura let that hand fall to his side again.
He thought over Okita's answer, a faint smile playing at his lips. Valuing the ability to choose. Homura could certainly see that, since he had had so little choice in his life. He had not opted to be born as he was, and yet every day he lived under the pressure of it. Even freedom from the literal prison of Heaven was nothing more than an illusion, sending him into the Heavens in hopes that Homura would succumb to the despair. Then he had met Rinrei, and what that had begun--
A man people were willing to die for. Homura couldn't help a swell of pride at hearing that, mixed with an equal amount of sadness.
"Thank you, Okita." Homura felt better for the talk they'd had, certainly. Despite what others such as Sanzo might think, Homura decided then that the person he had become was someone worth becoming, and perhaps it would be possible to turn that way again.
At that moment, however, Homura was struck by the fact that the entire conversation had been about himself, and none of it about Okita. Of course the demi-god was curious to find out about this man as well, the one person he had asked to save Rinrei. Smiling to him, Homura chuckled lightly. "Would you tell me about yourself? I would like to get to know you again, if you wouldn't mind."
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He thought over Okita's answer, a faint smile playing at his lips. Valuing the ability to choose. Homura could certainly see that, since he had had so little choice in his life. He had not opted to be born as he was, and yet every day he lived under the pressure of it. Even freedom from the literal prison of Heaven was nothing more than an illusion, sending him into the Heavens in hopes that Homura would succumb to the despair. Then he had met Rinrei, and what that had begun--
A man people were willing to die for. Homura couldn't help a swell of pride at hearing that, mixed with an equal amount of sadness.
"Thank you, Okita." Homura felt better for the talk they'd had, certainly. Despite what others such as Sanzo might think, Homura decided then that the person he had become was someone worth becoming, and perhaps it would be possible to turn that way again.
At that moment, however, Homura was struck by the fact that the entire conversation had been about himself, and none of it about Okita. Of course the demi-god was curious to find out about this man as well, the one person he had asked to save Rinrei. Smiling to him, Homura chuckled lightly. "Would you tell me about yourself? I would like to get to know you again, if you wouldn't mind."