[He smiles a little fondly at that, glad to hear that Elan-kun remembers the amusement park and ice cream and hotel and all that. They're making more precious memories right now, even!
Though of course it's no substitute for having someone cherished like Nagisa-kun. Someone who's always with you, in spirit if not in body. He can't say he's prepared to become that person for Elan-kun—not when he's thoroughly devoted to his makeshift family (and his real one, too). And thanks to idol activities, he's usually busy.
But he wants to create more memories and wants to offer his support. It'd be great, he thinks, if he could see Elan truly grow and flourish. If he could become someone happy and self-satisfied. If he could find a dream, perhaps, or at least some goal to work towards. Focus on the future, leave behind the past! That's what Hiyori did, or tried to do. But...
Easier said than done. The past is still recent and it still haunts Elan, maybe even defines him. For all his carefree attitude, that's the impression Hiyori gets. He watches Elan's smile fade, a thoughtful frown replacing it. Something clearly weighs on him, and abruptly he realizes that now isn't the time for flirting or games. Elan feels like telling him.]
... alright.
[A smile, and a small nod of acknowledgment. He sits back in his chair and settles in to listen.]
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Though of course it's no substitute for having someone cherished like Nagisa-kun. Someone who's always with you, in spirit if not in body. He can't say he's prepared to become that person for Elan-kun—not when he's thoroughly devoted to his makeshift family (and his real one, too). And thanks to idol activities, he's usually busy.
But he wants to create more memories and wants to offer his support. It'd be great, he thinks, if he could see Elan truly grow and flourish. If he could become someone happy and self-satisfied. If he could find a dream, perhaps, or at least some goal to work towards. Focus on the future, leave behind the past! That's what Hiyori did, or tried to do. But...
Easier said than done. The past is still recent and it still haunts Elan, maybe even defines him. For all his carefree attitude, that's the impression Hiyori gets. He watches Elan's smile fade, a thoughtful frown replacing it. Something clearly weighs on him, and abruptly he realizes that now isn't the time for flirting or games. Elan feels like telling him.]
... alright.
[A smile, and a small nod of acknowledgment. He sits back in his chair and settles in to listen.]
Go ahead.