[ yves shifts to accommodate taair's shift, still worried about his injuries. he'll let his head rest against his, closing his eyes as he lets the ache of it weigh in his chest. ]

... it's a wound reopened, is all.

[ but he doesn't disagree. adolphe had been the one to say it to yves just a few days ago. a memory he keeps close, even if it's tinted with wine and blurry edges. Yves, I'm glad that I have you in my life and afterlife. ]

But... I do agree. I didn't think I'd make it to Heaven, but I thought if I did... it'd just be a place where I get to see my friends again. [ after losing almost all of them. one by one. starting with adolphe. will that cycle repeat again? ]