[If that's what she needs to feel a modicum of relief from her grief, then so be it. He isn't about to judge her for needing an outlet, and even if she wanted to take it out on him, he would let her after everything they've been through.
The only answer is that there is no good answer. Given the transient nature of this time and place, there isn't any answer that would've been definitively right. It's just a matter of getting Hiyori to understand that in the hopes of absolving some of her guilt.
Not that he has any right to try, given his own guilty conscience. But damn if he isn't going to give it a go for her sake. Everything is for her sake and yet still she's suffering. It makes him feel so fucking useless. What good is a husband if he can't ease his wife's pain?
Except this isn't about him. He has to remember that much.]
See...? It's okay that you did what you felt appropriate and necessary for your happiness. It's okay, Hiyori.
[He understands. Heavens does he understand. His own life has been one shitty happening after another thanks to his dad, and it only ramped up once he met Hiyori. The problem is he doesn't really know how to make things better. He's never managed to do so for himself, so how can he possibly help her...?
Hopefully talking will be of some benefit. It's not something he has a lot practice with either, but it's something he can do.
That and hold her close, gently rocking them back and forth in a slow, hopefully soothing manner. Sometimes Sakura had held him similarly and no less tenderly, and it always made him feel better.
When she glances up at him, he manages a smile before kissing her forehead.]
You said you met me again, yeah? Then I'll marry you when we get home. I may have to wait ten years to do so, but I will have you as my bride. You can guarantee it. I love you too much to let you go.
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The only answer is that there is no good answer. Given the transient nature of this time and place, there isn't any answer that would've been definitively right. It's just a matter of getting Hiyori to understand that in the hopes of absolving some of her guilt.
Not that he has any right to try, given his own guilty conscience. But damn if he isn't going to give it a go for her sake. Everything is for her sake and yet still she's suffering. It makes him feel so fucking useless. What good is a husband if he can't ease his wife's pain?
Except this isn't about him. He has to remember that much.]
See...? It's okay that you did what you felt appropriate and necessary for your happiness. It's okay, Hiyori.
[He understands. Heavens does he understand. His own life has been one shitty happening after another thanks to his dad, and it only ramped up once he met Hiyori. The problem is he doesn't really know how to make things better. He's never managed to do so for himself, so how can he possibly help her...?
Hopefully talking will be of some benefit. It's not something he has a lot practice with either, but it's something he can do.
That and hold her close, gently rocking them back and forth in a slow, hopefully soothing manner. Sometimes Sakura had held him similarly and no less tenderly, and it always made him feel better.
When she glances up at him, he manages a smile before kissing her forehead.]
You said you met me again, yeah? Then I'll marry you when we get home. I may have to wait ten years to do so, but I will have you as my bride. You can guarantee it. I love you too much to let you go.