They might never see eye to eye on this. From where Kurama is standing, he is pointedly not asking for what he wants and has no expectation of getting it, certainly not any time soon. That was the point he was trying to make, that despite what he clearly wanted, he had no intentions of asking for it. For Hiei, it seemed just knowing he wants it is more than enough to call that into question. Still, now was not the time to dig his heels in on the subject. Either way, it would ultimately be up to him how things go from here.
Kurama's struggle right now is with the fact that he'd clearly, in all those decades, failed to do the one thing he'd set out to, in his relationship with Hiei. It was true that he hadn't ever wanted it, and if his complaints were to be believed, hadn't come to appreciate it with time, as the fox had hoped. That means he has to do things differently going forward, even if it puts some distance between them in the interim.
He's watching the fire apparition intently as he continues, reminded vaguely of the similar test Yomi had set for him, but he doesn't have a chance to even begin to dwell on the obvious differences when the subject shifts to Shigure, instead. They both had their experiences with the surgeon, but Hiei's felt far more personal, the way he says the name nearly making Kurama forget their awkward fumbling moments before. It certainly puts the timeline into perspective, at least.
Green eyes fall on the familiar scar with the movement, idly wondering how many more the other demon must have by now, with the way he's been living. How many countless marks he has accumulated that the redhead couldn't know the origins of, even from before. Stories he'd never been told, injuries he wasn't present for. He doesn't answer right away, mulling over the situation before he trusts himself to speak again, cautiously.
“It brings up several others, actually.”
As much as he barely reacts to that story, the fox turns it over in his mind, trying to make sense of things, now a whole century later and so far removed from their lives in the present. So much had happened since then, so much time has passed without his awareness that any of this went down. His fight with Shigure was not so easily forgotten as countless others over the decades in those tournaments, and yet this new context only tangled the situation more in his mind.
That aside, there was also the matter of Mukuro, and why she'd go to such lengths only to revive them both. At least, Hiei's continued loyalty to her supplied some insight into what she'd gained from the decision.
“I anticipated having more done by now. I haven't even been to the clearing yet.” The spirit fox looks over his abandoned project, with scrutiny before glancing back to Hiei. This wasn't getting finished, that much was certain.
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Kurama's struggle right now is with the fact that he'd clearly, in all those decades, failed to do the one thing he'd set out to, in his relationship with Hiei. It was true that he hadn't ever wanted it, and if his complaints were to be believed, hadn't come to appreciate it with time, as the fox had hoped. That means he has to do things differently going forward, even if it puts some distance between them in the interim.
He's watching the fire apparition intently as he continues, reminded vaguely of the similar test Yomi had set for him, but he doesn't have a chance to even begin to dwell on the obvious differences when the subject shifts to Shigure, instead. They both had their experiences with the surgeon, but Hiei's felt far more personal, the way he says the name nearly making Kurama forget their awkward fumbling moments before. It certainly puts the timeline into perspective, at least.
Green eyes fall on the familiar scar with the movement, idly wondering how many more the other demon must have by now, with the way he's been living. How many countless marks he has accumulated that the redhead couldn't know the origins of, even from before. Stories he'd never been told, injuries he wasn't present for. He doesn't answer right away, mulling over the situation before he trusts himself to speak again, cautiously.
“It brings up several others, actually.”
As much as he barely reacts to that story, the fox turns it over in his mind, trying to make sense of things, now a whole century later and so far removed from their lives in the present. So much had happened since then, so much time has passed without his awareness that any of this went down. His fight with Shigure was not so easily forgotten as countless others over the decades in those tournaments, and yet this new context only tangled the situation more in his mind.
That aside, there was also the matter of Mukuro, and why she'd go to such lengths only to revive them both. At least, Hiei's continued loyalty to her supplied some insight into what she'd gained from the decision.
“I anticipated having more done by now. I haven't even been to the clearing yet.” The spirit fox looks over his abandoned project, with scrutiny before glancing back to Hiei. This wasn't getting finished, that much was certain.
“Care to join me?”