008 | ❝i'll never let go, never say goodbye❞

[abitoverhalf]

[ in a little kitchen, the Doctor sits by himself, with sunlight streaming in from the windows. it's a very unusual attire for him to wear, a simple white t-shirt and some slacks. in fact, what's most odd about it might be the impossibly long, multicolored scarf that's wrapped in layers around his neck, obscuring his chin, mouth and nose. his eyes

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[Video]

[loving_kitten]

[He... doesn't know what to say to this man. This man that had showed him what a father was supposed to be like. What a father was and not some man who just held back his mother when she got too violent...]

Are... you alright?

[Video]

[abitoverhalf]

[ oh, he doesn't know what to say to most people, but especially to Ritsuka... he made him feel... like a father. and he hasn't felt this way in so long. ]

I'm... [ ... with that face, with his new memories, he can't... lie. his hearts both hurt. ] ... no. No, Ritsuka, I can't say that I am.

[Video]

[loving_kitten]

Is it because of what happened?

[Video]

[abitoverhalf]

[ yes, and no. it's clear he's struggling with his answer. ]

I haven't had... children, for a very long time. They... died. I have no immediate family. Experiencing that again was... [ he leans back, eyes somewhat distant. the corners of his mouth are quirked up in a smile, though most of his expression is hidden. ] ... familiar, there's a certain warmth in family, immediate family. Suppose you could say I'm upset it wasn't quite... real.

[ootorospring]

[she hesitates before calling-- what would one say, after all? she'd barely known the Doctor before, but she remembered feeling so close to him-- even that meeting with Tamaki...

still, Haruhi thinks she ought to speak with people who'd been in her memories the past two or so weeks, and the Doctor doesn't look happy. so she clicks on her Dreamberry and makes the (rather tentative) call]

...Doctor...

What's a Chameleon Arch?

[abitoverhalf]

[ Haruhi, in his eyes, was a pseudo-daughter, what he hadn't had in so long. He loved doting on her. In his mind, he still had small, delicate memories of helping her, protecting her, building her up like a father. ]

Something that turns me into a human. [ he says, without thinking, lightly muffled by his scarf. ]

lkajhdf DOCTOR *^*

[ootorospring]

You're not human?

[the question's not such a strange one after ten months in Somarium. and initial awkwardness is fading quickly, giving way back to that comfort she'd felt with him during the past days. because, memories or not, he was still the same person. now she's curious and... well, still a little concerned, because even if all she knew of him was still just from the pancake-making when they'd first met and she didn't have residual affection from thinking of him as a father, she'd still know he seemed rather more down than he should.]

c:

[abitoverhalf]

No. Far from it.

[ maybe it was the two hearts; he felt things twice as powerfully. ]

[Video]

[linkings]

[She doesn't even know how to begin or what to say. She hasn't known this man at all beforehand, but during... he took care of her and looked out for her, managing to make her feel secure and comfortable. And before that whole event happened, she never had that.

It made her feel so exposed to him. So open when she barely knew him. And that scared her a bit. Not of what he'd do, just with how things were.]

Ah, D-Doctor... Ashbury?

[Video]

[abitoverhalf]

Just 'Doctor', Namine. [ he's quiet when he speaks up, his gaze still kind, if a little distant. ]

[Video]

[linkings]

...Sorry.

[She can't help but be a little quiet about it herself. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him if he was alright, but it was obvious itself that he wasn't, and she didn't want to intrude anymore than she had already.]