[ It's just a little stone, what's it supposed to do when imps are on the loose and you're better off cracking them over the heads with it.
He figures she'd wish for something personal— something trivial but practical, or something wholly impossible, there never seems to be a middle ground for wishes. Despite all the time he'd spent looking for this thing that weighs warm and heavy in the palm of his hand, his wish had been the former, in the end. Against the prospect of graduation, a more realistic wish was a single normal day in an abnormal world, something he can make happen with his own power instead of relying on hope. ]
Thanks, Rika. I'll keep it safe, until your wish comes true.
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He figures she'd wish for something personal— something trivial but practical, or something wholly impossible, there never seems to be a middle ground for wishes. Despite all the time he'd spent looking for this thing that weighs warm and heavy in the palm of his hand, his wish had been the former, in the end. Against the prospect of graduation, a more realistic wish was a single normal day in an abnormal world, something he can make happen with his own power instead of relying on hope. ]
Thanks, Rika. I'll keep it safe, until your wish comes true.
[ It goes into his back pocket. ]