[She looks over to Luna and then back to the ocean and the horizon. She holds out her hand for Luna to take but doesn't insist. Luna can decide on everything, to be touched, to talk, to have Usagi near. She swallows, feeling a sense of sadness. John told her what he would be going back to, that this place was the only sort of heaven he knew.
Maybe he would be lucky enough to not return home. Maybe he was just getting to exist as a squid rather than the literal hell.
She took a deep breath.]
I'm sorry. [She said softly, soft enough it could be lost over the sounds of the waves.] I know he loved you very much. [She said, not sure if that was better or worse to hear.]
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Maybe he would be lucky enough to not return home. Maybe he was just getting to exist as a squid rather than the literal hell.
She took a deep breath.]
I'm sorry. [She said softly, soft enough it could be lost over the sounds of the waves.] I know he loved you very much. [She said, not sure if that was better or worse to hear.]