( it sounds, painfully, like he's testing the name out; testing how it feels on the back of his tongue, like it's been so long since it's been allowed there that it feels almost foreign, just short of familiar, and that's something that instills a feeling of … longing in his own heart. like something is being kept just out of his reach, an ache rising from the reach that falls just a bit too short, and that. that hurts.
and then there's the look that flickers across his face, like a ghost, a shadow, and that longing strikes even deeper. strums a chord of loss in him so deeply that it might as well be something of his own that has been taken away from him, been denied him, for how vividly he feels it.
he wishes there could have been more with the realization. with the reaffirmation of a memory that he'd lost, because he deserves it, the culmination of everything that had been taken away from him when his life had been cut short.
( ah, henry, how so deep when you're still sober? )
he swallows around the silence in his throat, and gives a slow shrug. ) We've all got a right to remember things. ( given almost as an afterthought, barely a whisper, though he doesn't know when his voice had gotten so small. so somber. )
And they remember you. It's why Raven Day still exists. Because of you.
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and then there's the look that flickers across his face, like a ghost, a shadow, and that longing strikes even deeper. strums a chord of loss in him so deeply that it might as well be something of his own that has been taken away from him, been denied him, for how vividly he feels it.
he wishes there could have been more with the realization. with the reaffirmation of a memory that he'd lost, because he deserves it, the culmination of everything that had been taken away from him when his life had been cut short.
( ah, henry, how so deep when you're still sober? )
he swallows around the silence in his throat, and gives a slow shrug. ) We've all got a right to remember things. ( given almost as an afterthought, barely a whisper, though he doesn't know when his voice had gotten so small. so somber. )
And they remember you. It's why Raven Day still exists. Because of you.