Hiei is still lost when it comes to Kurama's intention to allow him to do as he pleased. He still, almost damnably, believes that the fox will do as he wishes to, will at least attempt to bend things in the way that he now very clearly knows that he wants after that kiss a few days earlier. Allowing him all of this choice, all of this ability to decide where they do or do not go is a double-sided coin - Hiei knows what his heart wants, but he is also well aware of what his mind is saying in the aftermath of everything before. The resulting war between the wants of his mind and the wants of his heart leaves Hiei in constant flux, unsure from one moment to the next of what it is, exactly, he is working toward.
The fire demon's eyes roll as Kurama says that he hadn't said they were checking on them. What was the point in coming here otherwise? Of course Hiei did not see something like gardening as relaxing. Hell, he hadn't known anything other than constant anxiety and indecision for coming on a century now. The idea of sitting down and being able to relax in Kurama's presence and forget the world again seems like an entirely new and almost unthinkable thing to be able to do.
And so he stands, at enough distance he feels secure, arms crossed over his chest in clear 'do not touch me' body language.
He could have denied the invitation. That much he cannot even slightly deny - but then his intention of at least spending some time with the fox was for naught. And... well. He hadn't come out there this morning with the intention of making a mess of things, for once. After a moment of pause, debating how to respond, Hiei decides to simply go with the most straightforward explanation. That seems to have been working to his advantage, so far, when he wasn't unintentionally being hurtful.
"I haven't been back here, even once, since." He avoids saying since Kurama had died - he thinks that they do not need the repetition of the fact. Abandoning a place that had been only theirs like this was a simple decision, in the long and short of it. It had been easier to linger in their once shared room, to eventually leave it once Kurama's scent had faded, than to face down this place in particular.
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Hiei is still lost when it comes to Kurama's intention to allow him to do as he pleased. He still, almost damnably, believes that the fox will do as he wishes to, will at least attempt to bend things in the way that he now very clearly knows that he wants after that kiss a few days earlier. Allowing him all of this choice, all of this ability to decide where they do or do not go is a double-sided coin - Hiei knows what his heart wants, but he is also well aware of what his mind is saying in the aftermath of everything before. The resulting war between the wants of his mind and the wants of his heart leaves Hiei in constant flux, unsure from one moment to the next of what it is, exactly, he is working toward.
The fire demon's eyes roll as Kurama says that he hadn't said they were checking on them. What was the point in coming here otherwise? Of course Hiei did not see something like gardening as relaxing. Hell, he hadn't known anything other than constant anxiety and indecision for coming on a century now. The idea of sitting down and being able to relax in Kurama's presence and forget the world again seems like an entirely new and almost unthinkable thing to be able to do.
And so he stands, at enough distance he feels secure, arms crossed over his chest in clear 'do not touch me' body language.
He could have denied the invitation. That much he cannot even slightly deny - but then his intention of at least spending some time with the fox was for naught. And... well. He hadn't come out there this morning with the intention of making a mess of things, for once. After a moment of pause, debating how to respond, Hiei decides to simply go with the most straightforward explanation. That seems to have been working to his advantage, so far, when he wasn't unintentionally being hurtful.
"I haven't been back here, even once, since." He avoids saying since Kurama had died - he thinks that they do not need the repetition of the fact. Abandoning a place that had been only theirs like this was a simple decision, in the long and short of it. It had been easier to linger in their once shared room, to eventually leave it once Kurama's scent had faded, than to face down this place in particular.