[ it would be so easy to say it; I was dying from amber lead poisoning, to say that cora-san got him the only cure there was for the otherwise incurable disease, that he betrayed everyone in order to save law and he died for it.

law stares at the blood running down elektra's arm for a long moment, hand stilling where he was stitching up the wounds.

in his ears, the flies buzz, and for a moment he can feel the weight of the bodies he hid under to escape his dead city. the world eater may be dead, but he doesn't need hallucinations to remember. ]

... sort of.

[ had it ever really been a fight? cora-san locked him in the treasure chest, left him there with a smile, and went to meet his brother with the knowledge that he would die. if anything, cora-san sacrificed himself so that law could escape, and live.

he breathes in, out. ]

I was dying from a disease. [ again — some people had seen cora's memories of the hospitals. it's safe to say this much; probably good to say this much, to make sure cora's story holds. ] Incurable. He found the one thing that could cure it... but getting it to me cost him his life.

[ that. that should be enough. more that he ever wanted to say on the subject... but before, he'd been holding back all his memories. with cora-san here... he can talk about some of it, if it helps people know cora-san is the best person he knows. ]