[yea mikazuki is going to take a while to appear - but when he does, he's underneath the wisteria blossoms. he's changed out of his other clothes and remains sitting - his sleeves drape over his hands and the fabric of his yukata drape over his legs, covering the damage from plain view]
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w2, thursday.
—Are you alright?
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.... perhaps with time, I will be.
Be on guard, Rupert.
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...What happened?
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... what is the shape of your heart, Rupert?
Should all else be stripped from you - what would remain at your core?
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...Hope.
[...]
Why do you ask?
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[softly, and with some measure of fondness]
... I imagine you would not feel like yourself, if that were to be taken from you.
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[after a moment, he catches his meaning, eyes widening slightly.]
Wait - did they take something that important away from you?
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Though I am fortunate that more of me is left... it is nonetheless disorienting.
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What was it? And - wait, does that mean it hasn't come back yet?
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[ . . . he tilts his head and seems thoughtful.]
... I have lost my desire to ensure that each of you are safe.
[for the core of mikazuki munechika's person is always that there is something he seeks to protect]
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...We'll get it back. We'll figure it out, no matter what.