Emi moved, scooting himself to sit closer to Eiji's side. There was a small whiff of how clean he smelled, all freshly scrubbed from the shower. The t-shirt was too big on him, making him seem that much smaller as he quietly opened up some of those silent vulnerabilities. Emi gently leaned his shoulder against Eiji's, offering whatever Eiji wanted to take.

"I did too. They will be," he assured him firmly. They were building that road with their own hands, and Emi wasn't going to let anything happen to it.

"As far as I can tell, being honest with yourself is knowing what you want, but understanding you won't always get it. Trying to deny something exists just turns it into a time bomb you can't control."