Setting: Post X, Pre X-2
Word Count: 120
"Does it ever stop hurting?" asks Yuna, looking to the darkly-clad woman at her side.
Lulu, expression dour as ever, takes this question and ponders it; visibly rolls the words around in her head while casting a wistful gaze out to the ocean. The very ocean which took one man from her life, and seemed to birth another from out of the blue. They had the same eyes, she thinks, however absently.
The emptiness in her heart left by Chappu is now steadily filling with thoughts of his brother, who bears the same ginger hair and fiery spirit. And yet...
Smiling sweetly-sad, she replies at last with carefully placed words, "No," she says, voice ringing with utmost truth. "Not entirely."