[Hearing Lili's voice makes him flinch. Even without anger...no, perhaps it's the absence of anger that makes it cut through him sharper than any knife could have. In that instant, with her down on the ground with him, he can't help feeling as though he'd have preferred it if Vanis' blade had struck true. Lili, who knew so much about him, who had offered him even more...and he'd still chosen this. Had chosen her pain and her disappointment. He had gone through with everything, expecting hatred and more...but expecting it hadn't made him prepared for how hollowed out he'd feel.
He nods as he takes one shaken breath after another, but he's too afraid to lift his eyes to meet her face. She deserves it, he knows, but he was too small and too weak.]
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He nods as he takes one shaken breath after another, but he's too afraid to lift his eyes to meet her face. She deserves it, he knows, but he was too small and too weak.]