[Gokudera stares at Hijikata at that poetry. It’s nice. Better than he expected, and he looks back down at the page full of his messy writing and gives a small, defeated huff.]
Yeah… that’s better.
[Would Aurora or Zuko have cared? He looks down at the book and takes a long breath in, as if trying to strengthen himself against his own feelings.]
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Yeah… that’s better.
[Would Aurora or Zuko have cared? He looks down at the book and takes a long breath in, as if trying to strengthen himself against his own feelings.]