Soubi nodded. He was beginning to feel a little unwell. He had to save some energy for Ritsuka, even if the boy just wanted him to rest tonight. Until that boy was safe in this room, Soubi was going to keep himself awake. He'd heard Ritsuka even when the Beloved name was taken and even as he lay bleeding on that slab with a new one. There was still a bond.... Soubi repeated that to himself in his head a few times. There was still a bond.
He snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Demyx again, forcing a smile. Show him...? Oh! Of course. Hmmm. "I'd have to ask Ritsuka's permission," he said.
Soubi leaned over to the side, beside Demyx. Reaching under his pillow, he pulled free a cigarette and the book of matches. He was running so low, but it'd be worth sharing this once. If he could get Demyx to smoke it for him....oh just to smell the nicotine right now. If all else failed, he was smoking it himself, even if his neck split open from coughing and his head hung off his shoulders. Of course...there was a risk Demyx would become addicted and steal Soubi's smokes, in which case they would enemies.
"Care to start?" he asked. No point worrying about a life you didn't have, right?
Soubi wasn't liked by a lot of people, but before he went to Ritsuka he had only been openly hated by a select few. He supposed it must be quite awful to have the world against you. And understandable that you might cling to the few people who'd put up with you. "Hm," was about all he could say. It still didn't excuse the friendliness. Usually people were easily put off Soubi. Perhaps it just took a lot of pain to make Soubi human.
Re: M76 [Demyx]
He snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Demyx again, forcing a smile. Show him...? Oh! Of course. Hmmm. "I'd have to ask Ritsuka's permission," he said.
Soubi leaned over to the side, beside Demyx. Reaching under his pillow, he pulled free a cigarette and the book of matches. He was running so low, but it'd be worth sharing this once. If he could get Demyx to smoke it for him....oh just to smell the nicotine right now. If all else failed, he was smoking it himself, even if his neck split open from coughing and his head hung off his shoulders. Of course...there was a risk Demyx would become addicted and steal Soubi's smokes, in which case they would enemies.
"Care to start?" he asked. No point worrying about a life you didn't have, right?
Soubi wasn't liked by a lot of people, but before he went to Ritsuka he had only been openly hated by a select few. He supposed it must be quite awful to have the world against you. And understandable that you might cling to the few people who'd put up with you. "Hm," was about all he could say. It still didn't excuse the friendliness. Usually people were easily put off Soubi. Perhaps it just took a lot of pain to make Soubi human.