[ Ichigo's head snaps up, and he is just too shocked to even think for a solid few seconds. He'd come close to death before, but...hearing it from his own hollow was ironically hitting closer to home. ]
...Yeah we can. We have to.
[ Recovering a little, he swallows, sighs, and comes over to stand next to Shiro, with one hand tightly gripping the t-shirt covering the hollow's shoulder. He didn't know what else to "say" or even what to think privately. He was afraid, but not of losing. Shiro was taking that fear for himself. And somehow, seeing the sadness there in eyes that should be blazing disconcerted Ichigo even more than the possibility of death.
Without thinking, or questioning, just wanting to wipe the sad look out of Shiro's eyes, he all but jerked the hollow close enough to duck, and kiss him hard on the mouth. Lower jaw trembling a little, but his other hand sliding back into white hair, Ichigo squeezed his eyes shut, and tried to do the only thing he knew of by way of comfort. ]
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...Yeah we can. We have to.
[ Recovering a little, he swallows, sighs, and comes over to stand next to Shiro, with one hand tightly gripping the t-shirt covering the hollow's shoulder. He didn't know what else to "say" or even what to think privately. He was afraid, but not of losing. Shiro was taking that fear for himself.
And somehow, seeing the sadness there in eyes that should be blazing disconcerted Ichigo even more than the possibility of death.
Without thinking, or questioning, just wanting to wipe the sad look out of Shiro's eyes, he all but jerked the hollow close enough to duck, and kiss him hard on the mouth.
Lower jaw trembling a little, but his other hand sliding back into white hair, Ichigo squeezed his eyes shut, and tried to do the only thing he knew of by way of comfort. ]