[ Day's confession is spreads far and wide and selfless like the sky. Ginger's happy, he is, but he knows the fear of liking someone like that. And he's scared Day will cloud over when he learns that Ginger isn't worth his feelings, when Ginger doesn't know how to like someone who isn't Rum.

(Is it possible? Could he try?)

'And without any reason, I would become happy or sad with just a single word from him.' Ginger's thoughts from a time that feels so long ago now.

Is this how Day feels about him? How? When? Why? He doesn't understand how it's possible for Day to feel this way - about him. The happiness that comes from liking someone is like nothing else, he knows, he knows, but the sadness - it cuts deeper than anything. Somehow, Day's given him that power.

And Ginger - doesn't want to be the person to hurt him. He doesn't ever want to hurt him. ]

... You... [ (...Could he try... for Day?) ] Day, I... don't have the pretty words you do. But... you can love me if you want, if it won't hurt you. If loving me will make you even a little bit happy, I'd... like that I think. Right now, I don't know if I can - if I will return your feelings. I like you, but...

[ (He's willing to.) ]

I think I'm still learning how to be a person without... Rum. Give me some time? To try.