chest and given it to him. that way, he had everything that was “his” (what truly is “his” or “mine” when you are technically one being…) and i was no longer liable to fix his problems. and before i even hit the floor from the pain, he had left.
ultimately he never came back. he drew his final breaths a few months later when things truly drew to a close for us.
this, of course, left me wondering what to do about my missing core-bits. losing small chunks of yourself is not a huge deal, but this was probably well over 3/4th’s of my core that i had forked over in a 