Beautiful. As ever, your Kimahri is perfect: you express so much of his character without many words, as one should. The singleminded dedication of the young pup is touching, the moreso that it could give an agonizing young Guardian an example of the same intensity that he would need to sustain him after death.

You slip equally well into the mind and habits of Auron and Jecht. That little comment about the Ronso being strangely fascinated by Jecht's bragging about a shrimp son -- something they wouldn't do! -- is a nice touch.

The understated, pregnant exchange between Kimahri and Auron also feels completely natural.

As ever, I adore your writing. These are just magical.


P.S. Happy belated birthday!