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Twenty-Second Flame-[Action]

[Even though he didn't really want to leave the house, Taichi knew he had to go find Yamato so after an entire morning and afternoon racing around the village looking for his best friend, Taichi ended up back at Chosen house. Disappointed in himself and fairly distraught that they really did take Yamato, Taichi doesn't even bother going inside and he just flops down into his hammock, curling up in it and half-closing his eyes just in case Yamato comes back. Anybody doing patrols or checking on the kids is free to find him still in that position even after several hours]

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That's just foolish.

He might though...! [In other words, hi I'm eleven and still having nightmares]

He won't. And if he does, then he'll need a talking to. Honestly, Tai.

[Kind of goes quiet and hangs out in his hammock then]

It's okay to be scared, Taichi. But you know what I've said already about letting it win.

I know...but still. What do I...[brb poutyfish]

You probably haven't eaten yet, for starters.

...well no but...

I believe one of the residents has been putting together lunches for the workers. I'm sure she wouldn't mind sparing a few for you three, under the circumstances.

[suddenly sits up upon realizing something] I didn't feed the kids this afternoon! Aw man.

They had fruit salad. Although, I'm not sure how much they actually ate, due to how worried they've been...

I should be checking on them.

I'm sure they'd like to know where you are.

Yeah...probably.

Are you ready to see them, though?

...no.

You're being too hard on yourself.

Am not...

Yes, you are.

How?

Think about it.

[...just sort of gives Raine a curious look. Sorry still not getting it]

You're blaming yourself for Yamato being taken, when there was nothing you could have done. Now you're upset because that distraction kept you from focusing on other things, when you know you don't have to take care of it on your own.

...this isn't the first time we've been separated though.

Even if it wasn't... it still applies, doesn't it?