[Hijikata absolutely feels for Gokudera. Okay, this isn't working out. He stands up and puts his books in his bag.]
Let's go for a smoke.
[Smoking always helps him calm his mind a little... and maybe Gokudera does want to talk about it after all, outside under the evening sky. Once they're in the library's enclosed little courtyard, sitting on a bench in their warm clothes, perhaps with a coffee from the little bistro next door to go with their cigarettes if Gokudera felt up for it, he tries to find the right words.]
...
I know there's no guarantee that you'll see Aurora and Zuko again, in this world or another, but they're still part of your life. And that's alright, Gokudera. People can disappear from one day to the next, but our memories of them don't, and neither do the feelings we have for them and they had for us.
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Let's go for a smoke.
[Smoking always helps him calm his mind a little... and maybe Gokudera does want to talk about it after all, outside under the evening sky. Once they're in the library's enclosed little courtyard, sitting on a bench in their warm clothes, perhaps with a coffee from the little bistro next door to go with their cigarettes if Gokudera felt up for it, he tries to find the right words.]
...
I know there's no guarantee that you'll see Aurora and Zuko again, in this world or another, but they're still part of your life. And that's alright, Gokudera. People can disappear from one day to the next, but our memories of them don't, and neither do the feelings we have for them and they had for us.