"Hopefully I can help." Ichitaiyo replied with a smile of her own, taking up the binoculars to scan the islands once again. "I just warn, truth might be strange. It might be unsatisfying. Or it might not give you closure."Utaku Itsuka wrote: Wed Nov 26, 2025 11:18 am She takes a long time to react again. When she looks back at Ichitayo, there's a faint, tentative smile on her lips.
"I..." she breaks the sentence, falls silent, looks ahead again. "... thank you, Kitsuki-san. I.... I never quite had the spirit to ... but .... I should".
The broken, strangled words barely make up a proper sentence. Still... they might convey a lot.
"... I wonder if there's something obvious we could do from here..."
The we does suggest help is accepted - and appreciated. The 'how' woud still have to be figured out, though.
"Because unlike fiction, it doesn't have to make sense."