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@dnangelic said (inbox):

' ah, neuvillette --- sir! mister! m-monsier? ' abstaining from any regular inazuman honorific, it's a brief puzzle over what he should use in order to show his respects. for just a moment, he had mulled about outside the other's office, fretting over whether or not the other was in, then whether or not they would soon return. imagine his delight witnessing the other appear from down the hallway, the boy eagerly hurrying to meet the judge halfway. ' i'm ... here again! um, in fontaine! i've brought a gift for you, i'm sorry, i hope i'm not taking up too much of your time, but, um, i thought you might really like it --- ' small hands hold and spread out a number of photographs. from mondstadt to sumeru, he's captured all sorts of sceneries, and the daily lives of ordinary people, too. ' i thought about how you mentioned that you don't get to travel much, so i thought ... i'd show you some of the world. on the backs, there are all sorts of things written from some of the people i've met. i've brought an ema, too! ' the wooden plaque is eagerly displayed, the niwa's cheeks flushed as he bashfully smiles. ' i guess there aren't really any shrines to hang it up or burn it around here, but i hope that's okay. b-because, for a lot of people, just having a wish is still really important ... ! you don't have to tell me yours, but if i ever get another one back at home, um ... ' shy, awkward laughter. ' then i --- i hope it's okay if i wish for a thing like your happiness. '

     AS HE HAD LEFT his office to with the hope of stretching his legs a little, imagine his surprise to see a very familiar face waiting for him at the very end of the hallway. What in the world was Daisuke doing here? Of all the individuals he did expect to visit him, they certainly had not fallen into that list. ❝Niwa,❞ Neuvillette greeted politely. ❝To what do I owe this visit?❞  Coming to a stop, he met them halfway with the most curious tilt of his head. At the mention of a ‘gift’, he blinked, taken off guard once again for the day. Truth be told, despite Daisuke’s words about promising to return again, he thought in time, they would forget as they traveled this vast world – off on whatever adventures they could think of…even if he was still quite uncertain about allowing a child to travel all alone. As photos were spread out for him, he found his lips curling into a small smile, his gaze softening a little in a way that could be so easily missed by the unaware. ❝You really did go and take pictures…❞ Reaching out, he paused, a quiet, ‘may I?’ slipping from him before he took a photo in hand.

     Shifting through each one, he found his fascination rising. These were sights that he would have loved to see for himself – to experience, but he knew such wasn’t in his cards for the time being. Adult responsibilities could be so stifling, more so when you were in a position where you missing would most definitely be felt by the majority of Fontaine who had become far too used to him over the many, many years. ❝These are quite good. I believe in the newspapers would have enjoyed having some of these.❞ They certainly held promise as a little photographer. When the ema was pulled out and displayed as well, that too was picked up and examined. So, this was what this ‘ema’ from Inazuma looked like. Daisuke… This child held such a good heart. These gifts they had brought him, as simple as they were, warmed him. Turning the back of a photo, he read what was written and left for him.

      Ah, he was touched.

     ❝Thank you…for all this, Niwa.❞ They would be treasured. Each and every photo, this ema… He would keep them even when Daisuke faded from this world like so many others and he remained. He smiled; rare, gentle, and though it wasn’t bright and vibrant like the sun itself, all his feelings were conveyed in that simple gesture.

     These would be his treasures.

     He’d remember Daisuke.