[ everyone is, to an extent, always going to push and pull about having a will and opinion of their own. it's not like Mikazuki follows Orga blindly without thinking - though it may seem so, considering the outward projection of their relationship from strangers' gaze. Mikazuki might seem more like an unfeeling, inhuman weapon rather than living breathing human, the way he leaves everything up for Orga to decide. But he is still human, still alive, with the ability to think things through for himself and to express his opinions. ]
He hasn't seen flowers either.
[ probably, that was true; they shared too much of their past together for Orga to not remember the same things as him. Mikazuki gives it some thought, thinks back to the petals, half-buried in snow. The softness of them. ]
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He hasn't seen flowers either.
[ probably, that was true; they shared too much of their past together for Orga to not remember the same things as him. Mikazuki gives it some thought, thinks back to the petals, half-buried in snow. The softness of them. ]
I think he'll like them.