I wasn't always immortal. My lifespan would be pretty long anyway, but... [ she's not sure why she's even correcting him. maybe even though she is good friends with swords it feels weird to be compared to them? stupid. she nudges him ] ... But yeah. I guess it is like that.
... Your whole job is keeping history the same, right? Wouldn't traveling there mess that up? [ she leans back a little ] ... And being immortal doesn't mean either of us can't die, anyway. We just aren't gonna go peacefully when we do.
I think it probably would. I'm not even sure if that's something we can do.
[It's something he's wondered, but ultimately, Yasusada is a sword who fixates on the past. He isn't terribly interested in what lies ahead.
He looks thoughtful, though. Of course that makes sense for him, he thinks--he's a sword, there's only one situation in which he'd find himself broken. But for her...]
What are you doing, back in your world? [Is she on a mission? Does she fight? Things he hasn't stopped to wonder until now.]
[ the question seems to take her by surprise and she sort of shrugs ]
... Just kind of living life, I guess. It's not like it's endless fights or anything, but I wouldn't call Ooo a totally safe place either. Plus I'm one misplaced umbrella away from cooking to death at all times, so.
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... Man, I'm sorry. That sucks. Just reliving my own history without having the power to change it is bad enough, I can't imagine having to do both.
[ anyway she feels bad so. pop the bubble it goes. and this memory is here except for the bit that marceline clearly could not see ]
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Yasusada will process everything else he saw in a minute, but first he just zeroes in on one very important thing]
--Eh, tuberculosis...?
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What?
[ she is sad and embarrassed and does not know what tuberculosis is ]
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Ah--sorry, her cough...
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[ in the awkward tone of someone who does not want to talk about personal and traumatic experiences anyway, ]
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Did she die?
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Yeah. I don't know when, though. I never saw her again after that. But she was human. She would've died long before me no matter what.
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...It's always like that for people like us.
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...I'm not sure if we are. [Immortal, that is. He can make a guess, but ultimately--] We don't travel into the future.
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I think it probably would. I'm not even sure if that's something we can do.
[It's something he's wondered, but ultimately, Yasusada is a sword who fixates on the past. He isn't terribly interested in what lies ahead.
He looks thoughtful, though. Of course that makes sense for him, he thinks--he's a sword, there's only one situation in which he'd find himself broken. But for her...]
What are you doing, back in your world? [Is she on a mission? Does she fight? Things he hasn't stopped to wonder until now.]
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... Just kind of living life, I guess. It's not like it's endless fights or anything, but I wouldn't call Ooo a totally safe place either. Plus I'm one misplaced umbrella away from cooking to death at all times, so.
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You cook a lot?
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gently pats his hand ]
Nah dude, I burn in sunlight. Vampire thing.
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Do you really get damaged, or is this like Kiyomitsu's [(he imitates Kashuu's voice)] "the sun is your skin's enemy!"?
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