[HE REALLY CAME BACK SO FAST LEAVING MATSUI ONCE AGAIN AS THE MOST UPSET BINCH IN THE ROOM!!!! Outwardly at least. And at least he's not yelling his head off about it this time.
Instead, he's quiet, trying to detangle the complex mess of things he's just seen and experienced. The balance of life and death. The taking of blood for blood. The constant, endless, miserable cycle of hatred born from love and blood spilling from both. The delicate web of misery that a spider must walk across, as though immune to what horrors lie underfoot.
Something about all of this casts D in a different light. One that hurts all the same, just shaded in a different hue. What a tragic thing. What a horrible thing. What a terrible burden. He's quiet for several long moments, and it's hard to tell if he registers the touch.
Then, in a very small voice:]
It's painful...
[The human heart, and all the ills that spill from it.]
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Instead, he's quiet, trying to detangle the complex mess of things he's just seen and experienced. The balance of life and death. The taking of blood for blood. The constant, endless, miserable cycle of hatred born from love and blood spilling from both. The delicate web of misery that a spider must walk across, as though immune to what horrors lie underfoot.
Something about all of this casts D in a different light. One that hurts all the same, just shaded in a different hue. What a tragic thing. What a horrible thing. What a terrible burden. He's quiet for several long moments, and it's hard to tell if he registers the touch.
Then, in a very small voice:]
It's painful...
[The human heart, and all the ills that spill from it.]