Fai doesn't know what to say. Everything's all fuzzy, and Kurogane's face looks like he's swimming. Fai almost laughed, before he remembered that Kurogane doesn't like the water. He begins to frown and mentally admonishes the dark man for trying to wake Fai while he's sleeping in Ashura's castle. What would the guards think, seeing a tall, scary foreigner leaning over Ashura's adopted son as he slept in the fountain?
Then he remembered the guards were dead, and Fai was traveling, and he began to panic, striking out with his hands and feet. Kurogane flinched and looked surprised yet troubled.
"Fai. Open your eyes. What are you dreaming of? Me? Or your past? You really ought to join the living, you know, and stop dreaming of the dead. You'll see them soon enough, so come see us." Fai starts at the words. So close to the truth, and yet, so far away. The dead were all he had to dream of, and the living were doomed to join them.
But maybe that was the point of living? To meet people you'd miss when they passed before you, to see your loved ones vanish and stay to mourn them long after they're gone and no one else remembers their name?
Fai thinks it's awfully redundant, living only to watch others die, or even dying only to leave the living ones alone.
But he'll take it.
He sits up and shakes his head, causing the water to drip out of his ears randomly, like his ears are crying. Perhaps they're bleeding.
Fai doesn't care. He's decided to leave that behind. He'll remember, but he won't wallow or dream any longer.
'Sorry, Fay. I'll see you again soon.'
'I promise.'