[it isn't often that he actually asks her to do something for him.
normally, it is yin yu who is the one offering - to lend a helping hand, to be a support, to perform some sort of tasks so that someone else does not have to. flayn can count on one hand the number of times he's actually asked her to do anything for him.
[ he'll learn. yin yu wants to be able to do this with her, not just follow along. week after week, as the deaths in the camp will inevitably continue, more and more of these will be needed. a part of him wants to stop forming the bonds that he has already - each one is a moment of danger like today, they can be a person who will forget him, inevitably, and it would be so easy to just walk away - but... another, smaller part longs for the companionship, for the closeness. for the ability to feel like a person again, instead of a ghost.
flayn's quiet, warm care for everyone on the island had stuck with him even until now, and he wants to do right by it, wants to imitate this compassion, latch onto it as something even someone like him could do.
his hand squeezes just slightly in hers, a more wordless emphasis on the thank you. it's been a long day. ]
[she squeezes his hand in return, immediately. i'm here.]
You shall excel at it, I am sure.
[yin yu is the type to put his whole self into whatever he is attempting to do. when it comes to learning about flowers - well, all it really takes is patience and a willingness to learn. he has those things in spades.]
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[it isn't often that he actually asks her to do something for him.
normally, it is yin yu who is the one offering - to lend a helping hand, to be a support, to perform some sort of tasks so that someone else does not have to. flayn can count on one hand the number of times he's actually asked her to do anything for him.
so how could she possibly deny him this?]
I would be glad to teach you all I know, Yin Yu.
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[ he'll learn. yin yu wants to be able to do this with her, not just follow along. week after week, as the deaths in the camp will inevitably continue, more and more of these will be needed. a part of him wants to stop forming the bonds that he has already - each one is a moment of danger like today, they can be a person who will forget him, inevitably, and it would be so easy to just walk away - but... another, smaller part longs for the companionship, for the closeness. for the ability to feel like a person again, instead of a ghost.
flayn's quiet, warm care for everyone on the island had stuck with him even until now, and he wants to do right by it, wants to imitate this compassion, latch onto it as something even someone like him could do.
his hand squeezes just slightly in hers, a more wordless emphasis on the thank you. it's been a long day. ]
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You shall excel at it, I am sure.
[yin yu is the type to put his whole self into whatever he is attempting to do. when it comes to learning about flowers - well, all it really takes is patience and a willingness to learn. he has those things in spades.]