[pokes you in your little demon eyes instead :\ binch
There's a little flicker in his expression, there and gone in a blink. This time, he can't help himself - one of his hands raises, a finger lightly, so lightly, touching the raised surface of one of the scratches and following its path down.
It could only ever be you. A sentiment that warms him to his core, just as much as it makes him nauseous with anxiety, if only for this moment. These are non-lethal injuries, but what else could this place do to Yasusada through him, if it so chose?]
...Geez. [Out on a sigh. He leans forward, resting his forehead against Yasusada's and closing his eyes. Softly:]
I should have been there.
[The real him, and not some haunting mirage. He doesn't say "I'm sorry", but the apology is clear, nonetheless.]
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There's a little flicker in his expression, there and gone in a blink. This time, he can't help himself - one of his hands raises, a finger lightly, so lightly, touching the raised surface of one of the scratches and following its path down.
It could only ever be you. A sentiment that warms him to his core, just as much as it makes him nauseous with anxiety, if only for this moment. These are non-lethal injuries, but what else could this place do to Yasusada through him, if it so chose?]
...Geez. [Out on a sigh. He leans forward, resting his forehead against Yasusada's and closing his eyes. Softly:]
I should have been there.
[The real him, and not some haunting mirage. He doesn't say "I'm sorry", but the apology is clear, nonetheless.]