Does one need to live in the light to speak of it, Unohana? In that case, neither of us should continue with this line of conversation.
( a few steps forward and he settles beside her, crouching down to one knee as he cups a white flower betwixt two fingers. )
Just like this rose, we were cultivated, cut and then arranged into a bouquet by a gentle pair of hands. Grateful for the life given to us, we strived to flourish and shine brilliantly for their sake. But in truth, the dirt that nourished us and the sun that strengthened us were nothing more than an illusion, carefully crafted not by the hands we thought sowed us but the inner workings of a well-tuned machinery.
( he plucks the rose from its stem with a delicate snap. )
How long have I known darkness, you ask? ( he slowly stands back up, crushing the flower in his gloved hand, allowing for its petals to fall lifelessly to the floor at their feet. ) We've never left it, Retsu.
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( a few steps forward and he settles beside her, crouching down to one knee as he cups a white flower betwixt two fingers. )
Just like this rose, we were cultivated, cut and then arranged into a bouquet by a gentle pair of hands. Grateful for the life given to us, we strived to flourish and shine brilliantly for their sake. But in truth, the dirt that nourished us and the sun that strengthened us were nothing more than an illusion, carefully crafted not by the hands we thought sowed us but the inner workings of a well-tuned machinery.
( he plucks the rose from its stem with a delicate snap. )
How long have I known darkness, you ask? ( he slowly stands back up, crushing the flower in his gloved hand, allowing for its petals to fall lifelessly to the floor at their feet. ) We've never left it, Retsu.