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[titularly]

[In response, Osomatsu just nods faintly and reaches up to lightly pet at his little brother's hair while he buries his face in Osomatsu's shoulder.]

...now we should.. probably knab our clothes and get the hell out of this shithole, h-huh?

[But if Choromatsu needs more time to calm down, he won't complain. As it is, he's in no actual hurry to get up and leave quite yet.]

[shikosuki]

[ Choromatsu nods, giving a quiet "mmm" in agreement, but... makes absolutely zero move to actually do so. He stays right where he is, face still in his brother's shoulder and arms still wrapped around him tightly.

After a while of silence, he speaks up again, voice shaky. ]

Can... Can we finally go home?

[ He's almost afraid that if he says it they'll be stuck again... ]

[titularly]

[Almost immediately after being asked that question, Osomatsu nods again. He gives his brother a small squeeze before he finally lets go and lightly pushes Choromatsu back off of him, and now that his arms are free he'll reach up to brush the tears from his eyes as he speaks.]

We gotta get our clothes back first... there somewhere in all these bins I think.

[He lowers his arm then and pulls himself up to his feet, offering a hand out to his brother.]

We can leave, though. Everything's done, and everybody else already went home.

[shikosuki]

[ Choromatsu looks at Osomatsu as he pushes him back and inevitably stands. Then his eyes focus on the hand offered out to him...

"Everything's done"

Everything's done.

So then. It's all over. Everyone else went home. It's really... all...

Now it's his turn to wail. Starting with big fat tears welling up in his eyes that fall down his face as he chokes back a sob. Soon enough it turns into a full on wail, loud and raw. The kind of crying that shakes your whole body. But it's filled with relief. Like the release of something wound tight and taut.

It's over. It's done. It's finally over and they can leave. He doesn't care that Ryslig could still continue to be horrible to them yet, for now this part of their nightmare is over and that's enough for now.

He shakily reaches out, vision blurred from the tears, and takes his brother's hand. He can't even find words right now, he just nods as it's his turn now to try and wipe his eyes with his free hand. ]