Marin And Gojo Watching Frieren -totonito- -

She met his eyes. “Sometimes.” The rain tapped a quick conversation against the glass. “But watching someone who remembers differently… it’s a reminder to pay attention now.”

“Why not both?” Gojo said. He softened his voice. “I like watching it with you.” Marin and Gojo Watching Frieren -Totonito-

A quiet episode beat unfolded on-screen: a small kindness, a long-lasted regret, a moment of gentle forgiveness. Marin’s expression shifted—no theatrics, just an honest unfolding. Gojo watched her more than the show, noticing the way her jaw unknotted. He flicked a takoyaki across and caught it in a chopstick. “See? Emotional nourishment.” She met his eyes

Gojo’s grin softened for a heartbeat. “Makes you wonder about what you’d call home after so many goodbyes.” He tilted his head at her. “You ever think about—everything that’s left when people finish being who they were for you?” He softened his voice