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i think we can wrap it soon anyway! much cooking and crying to be had

[lumberlady]

[As tempting as it is to try and convince him to just stay put and let her do the work while he's mourning... Well, she can't imagine Tanjiro would allow it. And if she were in his place... She'd want someone to keep her busy.

So she smiles, gesturing for him to follow her up.]

Come on... I need your help in the kitchen to whip up some complicated flavors.

👍

[zutsuki]

[He's gotten too used to mourning on the go, as it were. He's never really had the time to sit and properly grieve so he's... admittedly pretty terrible at it now that he does. So he's a touch confused when he follows her to his feet, wandering after her until it clicks what she's meaning when she says complicated flavors.]

[Ah.]

[He's fine for a while, until he abruptly stops being fine and probably winds up sinking to crouch on the floor in Konoha's kitchen and sob into his kneecaps, likely apologizing the entire time. But at least they eventually have food they can eat.]

<3

[lumberlady]

[In Konoha's experience, it was better to let an emotion out than to bottle it up. Sure, there were times when you couldn't, times when you just had to keep fighting, keep moving, keep going... But this is somewhere safe. Somewhere without judgement. And so honestly... she was hoping he'd cry.

So she lets him cry as long as he needs, quietly accepting (but not requiring) his apologies and letting the sounds of chopping on the cutting board and hooves on the wooden floors serve as accompaniment to tears.

When he's ready, she's there with a smile and helpful tasks that can be accomplished with one arm, with a meal they've made and can enjoy in the same seats that had once been occupied by two other demon slayers.

One small serving of which is placed reverently on the altar in front of Shinobu's bromide.

But even with as much as she supports tears when the occasion calls for them... She won't let him go home until she sees a smile.]

[zutsuki]

[He wears himself out with them, but with the small serving placed before Shinobu's altar he sits curled around his own, smiling at it in a tired way, but it's a smile nonetheless.]

[The one-armed helpful tasks helped, even if he's pretty sure he sat folded in on himself on the floor for a solid twenty minutes in some degree of leaking from his face. He turns the smile to Konoha, still tired but definitely there.]

...sorry for getting all soggy on you. Thank you.