[ not exactly. he's been a little preoccupied with disappearing, actually — he couldn't type if he wanted to, poring over manuscripts pooling and upended around and through him in search of an answer — some kind of rationale for his affliction after he'd gone and intruded on vietnam, found himself fading away fast. there's a ringing chill in his voice, but he speaks slow and clear, hoping that rin doesn't notice the biting, vitriolic cold emanating through his breath. ]

I ... yeah. I will. Once you set your mind on something, I know you stick to it. I just want you to be careful. Promise you'll stay safe in the meantime, alright?

[ scrunched up at the back of the library for several hours, it's occurred that rin hasn't mentioned the most important thing yet.

or, rather: one of the most important people in their lives, period. ]

... Rin. Have you already told Haru?