[He intones something vaguely affirmative, to acknowledge her apology even if he didn't necessarily feel right accepting it. It wasn't like he was all Shinobu left behind. Kanao, Aoi, the triplets... Inosuke hurt far more from the loss of Shinobu than he did. It wasn't that he didn't hurt, far from it, Shinobu had taken them all in more than once. She'd been the one to create the final medicine to cure his sister. To cure him, when Muzan's final ploy was to turn Tanjiro into the King of Demons. Without her, they never would have succeeded.]
[He shallows his breathing to keep from crying again, because he's really had quite enough of it. As prone as he was to cry for others, it did no one any good, for as much as some days he wanted to just never get out of bed and cry about all the hardship and unfairness in the world.]
[He jolts when Konoha takes his hand, seeing her take his left and not feeling it. He looks up to her, taking a moment to digest her question before curling the fingers of his right hand around hers.]
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[He shallows his breathing to keep from crying again, because he's really had quite enough of it. As prone as he was to cry for others, it did no one any good, for as much as some days he wanted to just never get out of bed and cry about all the hardship and unfairness in the world.]
[He jolts when Konoha takes his hand, seeing her take his left and not feeling it. He looks up to her, taking a moment to digest her question before curling the fingers of his right hand around hers.]
...that would be wonderful.