[Lupin snorted in amusement at her sudden question and sentiment--not at her, but at himself. The same question had been lingering under the surface for him since July, when he formally bid farewell to Zenigata in that empty apartment in Community House 5. After his fight with Luke, and the absence of Jigen...
That building just didn't feel the same any longer.
The last couple of months spent with the residents of House 44 and House 46 had thrown another factor sharply into focus. He liked people, and living with them was the only way he could deal with not having the crush of the city at his shoulders and buzzing in his ears. But, above all, he wanted people who understood, and would let him be as he is.
Fujiko was all of that, and more. She was now his only link to home, and a part of him was desperate not to lose that link.
He placed his hand on her's when his breathing steadied, and his smile was sincere. A single nod, just once, and he brushed his lips against her forehead once again.
Yes, he was done. He was done and he was fed up with being done and god he missed Fujiko and their eternal game.]
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That building just didn't feel the same any longer.
The last couple of months spent with the residents of House 44 and House 46 had thrown another factor sharply into focus. He liked people, and living with them was the only way he could deal with not having the crush of the city at his shoulders and buzzing in his ears. But, above all, he wanted people who understood, and would let him be as he is.
Fujiko was all of that, and more. She was now his only link to home, and a part of him was desperate not to lose that link.
He placed his hand on her's when his breathing steadied, and his smile was sincere. A single nod, just once, and he brushed his lips against her forehead once again.
Yes, he was done. He was done and he was fed up with being done and god he missed Fujiko and their eternal game.]