In Aiya memories that she decided to kept, we saw all of Mori, and I have to commended the author, the way they draw Mori is filled with nostalgia and feel like moments frozen in time. Like we know the time with him is short, the scene with him in it always silent, dreamy and like looking through a foggy glass. Him putting on the copper pot in Aiya memory feel like something a parent will remember their child used to do as they grow up.
We know he is going to pass one day, no matter how long he can age (400+), he will be gone before everyone in that mansion. Yet we choose to view his most happy moments, cherish it, like Miria. It is not about the end with him, it is the time we share with him that matter.
In Aiya memories that she decided to kept, we saw all of Mori, and I have to commended the author, the way they draw Mori is filled with nostalgia and feel like moments frozen in time. Like we know the time with him is short, the scene with him in it always silent, dreamy and like looking through a foggy glass. Him putting on the copper pot in Aiya memory feel like something a parent will remember their child used to do as they grow up.
We know he is going to pass one day, no matter how long he can age (400+), he will be gone before everyone in that mansion. Yet we choose to view his most happy moments, cherish it, like Miria. It is not about the end with him, it is the time we share with him that matter.