[ Artemy can't help but give her an upset look at the idea that he should ignore her for his own lamentations. The hands on his shoulders and the look that she gives him, however; it tells him that no matter what he says next that if it is not an explanation that he is going to get an earful.
He pauses until his breathing gets a little closer to normal; his hands lift to rest on top of hers. ]
My dear cousin ... I could not kill the people that murdered the Daitengu.
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He pauses until his breathing gets a little closer to normal; his hands lift to rest on top of hers. ]
My dear cousin ... I could not kill the people that murdered the Daitengu.