[ as renji provided possible explanations, keigo came to realize that the answer didn't matter. it wouldn't make sense unless someone in control of the situation actually provided details and these people had no idea why the so-called "moonblessed" were even here as it was. no one would be able to provide an answer sufficient enough to sate his sorrow and curiosity.

but what did matter was that renji was there, trying to assuage the pain he felt as best he could. even if his words weren't in the vein of anything concrete or could provide any real closure to him, the fact that he was there at all, reassuring him of his own memory, helped considerably.

though it may not appear that way, with how distraught keigo was. his lip trembled as renji gave him that emphasis, the strength of his touch weighing down on him comfortably. keigo leaned in and pressed his forehead against renji's chest, his hands curling against his clothing. ]

It's not fair... It's not fair...! [ a truly childish refrain, but keigo felt so betrayed... though by whom, he couldn't say. ] This keeps happening to me and I don't know what I'll do if it happens again...!