[Reimi draws her knees up against her chest, resting her chin in the valley they create to listen with rapt attention to her friend's story. these were the things that she loved best, even when they were fraught with hardship - knowing that the people she cared about had others in their lives who loved them so completely.

it's no surprise, then, to hear that the absence of their former world pressing down upon them had caused something deeper to bloom between them. likely it had always been lurking somewhere neither could reach - but the life of a demon wouldn't allow for such things. she didn't need to have met a true one before now to know that.]

Whatever their race, people like that love really intensely. I think that it scares them and that's why they won't acknowledge it.

[it was a wholly different set of circumstances, but Reimi couldn't help being reminded of Rohan. all those hours they'd spent together, just the two of them in the endless loops of the alley, and when it came for their final goodbyes he'd struggled to even admit he would miss her.

Rohan and Hiei both suffered from the curse of caring too deeply. it was a frightening thing to behold when no one had ever truly taught them about what it was for.]

But I'm pretty sure you're right. You might have to buy stock in ulcer preventatives by the time it's over, but people like that can't be separated. Not even by themselves.