He clings to her hand as she leans in, his arms trembling, tears still rolling hot and bitter down his cheeks like the time a Hundlegs clipped him and he didn't know he was bleeding--and she wouldn't let him bleed, either, she protected him even from Akira, even though they're just looking for the one who killed Miki.
Her eyes are so blue, and in the left, there's a mark. It blurs, but he blinks and there it is again. He blinks and she's still here for him, steady as she's been the whole time, and he... even now, she...]
How... can you say that, when you're...
[After that brief, stunned moment of silence, he falters again, quieter--sinking into sorrow rather than fighting to deny it.]
When you're the one... who's gonna... How can you worry about me w-when... it wasn't your fault, either!
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'Why wouldn't I?!'
And she wipes it away.
He clings to her hand as she leans in, his arms trembling, tears still rolling hot and bitter down his cheeks like the time a Hundlegs clipped him and he didn't know he was bleeding--and she wouldn't let him bleed, either, she protected him even from Akira, even though they're just looking for the one who killed Miki.
Her eyes are so blue, and in the left, there's a mark. It blurs, but he blinks and there it is again. He blinks and she's still here for him, steady as she's been the whole time, and he... even now, she...]
How... can you say that, when you're...
[After that brief, stunned moment of silence, he falters again, quieter--sinking into sorrow rather than fighting to deny it.]
When you're the one... who's gonna... How can you worry about me w-when... it wasn't your fault, either!