[ . . . buzen is thoughtful about it, as he leans into itsuki's touch. buzen knows that he can't promise the same, not truly - because he will live on without itsuki at some point. that's the nature of what it means, to be a sword who loves a human. your spirit will always outlive those you give your heart to.

but he thinks he understands a little bit better, why itsuki is so unhappy over forgetting - even though buzen thought from a distance that maybe he seemed happier. more carefree, without the grief weighing on him. without buzen.

a happiness that wasn't rooted in love, maybe.

buzen turns his head so he can press his lips against itsuki's palm, leaving a kiss there. he reaches to grasp onto itsuki's hand, just so that he can hold it in place while buzen tilts it to press a kiss to his wrist.]

... I just want what you want. You're the one that I love, and so... if you really want to remember me more than anything, then... I'll want that, too. I'd like to believe in it again, and for a really long time.

But I don't know how to be mad at you when it comes to finding companionship with someone else... I hope that you forgive yourself soon too, like how I forgive you.