[ his tone grows soft and cold even in the presence of someone whose warmth was unquestionable; to think that Shui's life was extinguished during his old self's moment of rage and despair, and all Leon can do is feel his heartbeat thump in his ears. ]
I... I'm so sorry. [ not about his question, but about Shui's death. ] I should've... he should've helped. But I know he was not the most social or open cat.
[ he reaches out to take one of Shui's hands in his own and squeezes it. ]
no subject
[ his tone grows soft and cold even in the presence of someone whose warmth was unquestionable; to think that Shui's life was extinguished during his old self's moment of rage and despair, and all Leon can do is feel his heartbeat thump in his ears. ]
I... I'm so sorry. [ not about his question, but about Shui's death. ] I should've... he should've helped. But I know he was not the most social or open cat.
[ he reaches out to take one of Shui's hands in his own and squeezes it. ]