Thanatos gives Ryo absolutely nothing in that glance, and rather than try to follow up with that, he decides to focus on the matter at hand - namely, the soul in front of him, fondly reminiscing about their family. "I'm glad to hear it," he says gently. "Um, if you don't mind my asking...what else do you need?"
There's a silence that stretches for several seconds, to the point where Ryo is starting to worry he said the wrong thing, or somehow severed his connection with the soul completely by turning his attention to Thanatos for that moment, and then-
No, they suppose they don't really need anything else. It hasn't been too long since they passed, but they wanted to see their family again and make sure their family was doing okay, and now they've been able to do that. They're...well, they should be alright now. Time to move on.
Something sparks at that - not quite in his Sense, but a feeling that runs deeper than that. It feels like the beginning of a connection, when he intertwines his life with someone else's in order to heal them, and...it's weird, but he has an idea. "I...I might...do you mind if I try something?"
Of course, dear. What could it hurt - they're already dead, after all!
He can feel the smile in those words, and it's permission enough. "Okay." He takes a breath to steady himself and reaches out along that connection, feeling his way on instinct alone. It's not the same as his healing - it's a different sort of connection, feeling for all the world like he's walking a path with someone, hand in hand. It doesn't take them long to reach the end; he can't explain how he knows it's the end of the path, but it feels right. He lets go, sending the soul to continue on past the end-
He could swear he hears thank you, dear-
And the connection ends. The soul he had been talking with has disappeared from his Sense. The butterfly in his palm flaps its wings, takes to the air, and flies away.
Ryo watches it go, trembling as what happened slowly sinks in. Was that- had he- could he have-
He looks up at Thanatos, searching and nearly desperate. Thanatos understands this. Thanatos would know. "Is- is it-" His breath hitches, and he can barely ask the question. "D-did they- did they go?"
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There's a silence that stretches for several seconds, to the point where Ryo is starting to worry he said the wrong thing, or somehow severed his connection with the soul completely by turning his attention to Thanatos for that moment, and then-
No, they suppose they don't really need anything else. It hasn't been too long since they passed, but they wanted to see their family again and make sure their family was doing okay, and now they've been able to do that. They're...well, they should be alright now. Time to move on.
Something sparks at that - not quite in his Sense, but a feeling that runs deeper than that. It feels like the beginning of a connection, when he intertwines his life with someone else's in order to heal them, and...it's weird, but he has an idea. "I...I might...do you mind if I try something?"
Of course, dear. What could it hurt - they're already dead, after all!
He can feel the smile in those words, and it's permission enough. "Okay." He takes a breath to steady himself and reaches out along that connection, feeling his way on instinct alone. It's not the same as his healing - it's a different sort of connection, feeling for all the world like he's walking a path with someone, hand in hand. It doesn't take them long to reach the end; he can't explain how he knows it's the end of the path, but it feels right. He lets go, sending the soul to continue on past the end-
He could swear he hears thank you, dear-
And the connection ends. The soul he had been talking with has disappeared from his Sense. The butterfly in his palm flaps its wings, takes to the air, and flies away.
Ryo watches it go, trembling as what happened slowly sinks in. Was that- had he- could he have-
He looks up at Thanatos, searching and nearly desperate. Thanatos understands this. Thanatos would know. "Is- is it-" His breath hitches, and he can barely ask the question. "D-did they- did they go?"