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“April showers brin’ May flowers, Yuu~!”
Lavi laughs, almost sing-songy and just enough to be teeter on annoying. His mood at the moment is the complete opposite of the weather outside. The rain continues to fall, the harsh dot a dot dot repeats against the windows and sometimes the frames rattle as the wind blows. They sit inside their rented room, trapped as the weather refuses to relent. The redhead once tried to use his Innocence to clear the weather two days earlier.
It only stopped for half a minute before it poured with greater intensity.
“How the fuck is this a shower?” Kanda doesn’t see how the stupid rabbit could keep that optimistic mindset as of right now. Their mission is practically stalled, and the Akuma are probably continuing their search as if the torrential fall was nothing more than a skip through some sprinkler. He has half the mind to stomp out of the rickety inn right now and leave the other behind. The idiot might get sick for being out in the rain, but he wouldn’t. The last thing he likes is wasting time by sitting around and doing nothing.
Lavi’s left eye lingers on him for a moment, reading something before the redhead flops back onto his bed. “You’re takin’ things way too literally again, Yuu~ Just think ‘bout it, the rain hasn’t let up so the Akuma probably didn’t find anythin’ yet. They woulda by now knowin’ that we’re here.” Yuu also doesn’t get how the other could be simultaneously paranoid yet dangerously laid-back. Innocence is at stake, better warmth and food back at the headquarters, and all the other wants was to take it easy. “Sure, the last couple o’ days are crappy, but maybe tomorrow it gets better.”
Tomorrow, Lavi says, and Kanda is hardly the kind of guy to be thinking about tomorrow, the short-term or long-term one. There are enough reminders of the inevitability–a wilting flower and the creeping ink that stretches like thorns with each wound.
“I doubt it.“