[At hearing that Totsuka was at the bar, Izumo's eyes flickered over to him briefly before he looks away.]
His way of remembering ya, even if he chose a rather...strange way o' doing so.
[He lets out a soft huff of laughter.
Izumo's tired, so tired; he wants to believe this is a dream, just so that it doesn't hurt as much when he wakes up.
But his fingers twitches and this time, he does reach out towards Totsuka, almost trying to see if he can touch him. He feels a flicker of warmth from where his fingertips would brush against the top of Totsuka's head, causing him to look over.]
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His way of remembering ya, even if he chose a rather...strange way o' doing so.
[He lets out a soft huff of laughter.
Izumo's tired, so tired; he wants to believe this is a dream, just so that it doesn't hurt as much when he wakes up.
But his fingers twitches and this time, he does reach out towards Totsuka, almost trying to see if he can touch him. He feels a flicker of warmth from where his fingertips would brush against the top of Totsuka's head, causing him to look over.]