[ his voice trails off, because he was just about to say that they're things aerith shouldn't have to worry about, and he knows that she'll just call him a baby over that again. he wonders what's the simplest way he can describe it. maybe just repeating what these shadows are telling him will be enough. being honest always sounds like the easiest solution, and yet somehow the most difficult to follow through with.
he sighs quietly, gaze lowered to focus on the floor rather than her bright eyes. something tells him that she'd just see through everything if he tries to lie. ]
Things that I already know. That I'm a monster, for one thing. That I should have never been born. [ when he explains, his voice doesn't waver, as if he's recounted this more than enough times. ] What I see resembles the ones whose lives I've taken away from them so I suppose they're not too happy with me.
[ he talks about it like it's just any old story, and not one where he admits to committing murder. ]
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[ his voice trails off, because he was just about to say that they're things aerith shouldn't have to worry about, and he knows that she'll just call him a baby over that again. he wonders what's the simplest way he can describe it. maybe just repeating what these shadows are telling him will be enough. being honest always sounds like the easiest solution, and yet somehow the most difficult to follow through with.
he sighs quietly, gaze lowered to focus on the floor rather than her bright eyes. something tells him that she'd just see through everything if he tries to lie. ]
Things that I already know. That I'm a monster, for one thing. That I should have never been born. [ when he explains, his voice doesn't waver, as if he's recounted this more than enough times. ] What I see resembles the ones whose lives I've taken away from them so I suppose they're not too happy with me.
[ he talks about it like it's just any old story, and not one where he admits to committing murder. ]