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[getaroom]

What if I told you I could cure you?

[That's the question Law starts with.

He had sat her down on a chair in her living room, staring at her from above his steepled hands. He watched her every move, every slight change in her expression in silence.

The moment he had heard her story he knew that he wanted to help her. It wasn't fair. It wasn't right. A girl as young as she was deserved the chance to live. She deserved the chance to be free. She didn't deserve to be bound by such a twisted, perverted system.

After all, she was still just a kid and the decision that Kyuubey had asked her to make, the choice he had given her, had not been a fair one.

She deserved a second chance.]

What if I told you I could put your soul back in your body?

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[Law doesn't know the details, he never asked. He had no right to ask her anything quite so personal and honestly it didn't matter. He knew it was messy. He knew it hurt her. He knew it left her with a hole in her heart and a heavy guilt that never left her. It was all he needed to know. The only person who could decide if he needed to know the rest, if he deserved to know the rest, was Kyoko.

Once more he lets her take his hand. Squeezes it gently as he nods.

It's a sentiment he understands well. It's something he wishes he could do, too.

And he can't help but feel honored that out of all of the people she could ask she's standing here and asking him. Someone who was an annoying stranger not too long ago in the grand scheme of things.]

I'll go with you, if that's what you want.

[prayed]

[Kyoko nods. There's a lot of people she could ask, but none of them feel quite right. Czes would do it for her if she asked, but she has no doubts about how much it would hurt him, and the others couldn't possibly understand this feeling. When she looks at him, she thinks that Law might feel it to, though. That pain that never goes away, the love that a person could carry to their graves.]

I think he'd be happy to meet you.

[Her expression goes soft, affectionate in a way that that's rarely seen.]

He was a pastor,y 'know... My father. That man was far too kind for his own good, and all he wanted to do was save others...

[She nods once, reaffirming it, and squeezes Law's hand in return.]

... It'd definitely make him happy.

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[He does understand. He understands more than she knows.

Law doesn't say anything to that. He doesn't feel like he needs to. He simply nods, lifting his free hand to ruffle lightly at her hair.]

Why don't you go get yourself cleaned up, Kyoko. Before we go I want to take you to the office and give you a quick checkup.

[prayed]

[Her cheeks tinge pink, but the feeling of his hand on her head isn't a bad one. For a moment, she wonders if maybe this is what having an older brother might have been like.

That means she has to tease him at least a little, right?]

... Mm. Just this once though, okay?

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[He chuckles, giving her a light, playful shove.]

Just go already.