[Even after Mitsuzane's body released his hold, Takatora did not let go. He lingered for a few more moments, then carefully raised his brother's hand to his face, pressing a kiss to the back of it and then resting his forehead against it. It was no longer his brother, but it had still been a part of him. From now on, everything would be different. No matter what they did, there was no way his brother would ever be the same.
The emotion of fear was one Takatora was not very familiar with, but they were becoming increasingly acquainted.
After another minute, Takatora gave the hand one last squeeze and one last kiss before setting it back down at the side of Mitsuzane's body. He didn't want to stop, but the part of his brother that was still alive needed him.]
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The emotion of fear was one Takatora was not very familiar with, but they were becoming increasingly acquainted.
After another minute, Takatora gave the hand one last squeeze and one last kiss before setting it back down at the side of Mitsuzane's body. He didn't want to stop, but the part of his brother that was still alive needed him.]
I'm ready.