More than you even know how to deal with... Or perhaps even realize. [He felt the same, but eventually he was able to pin down exactly what it was once time had passed. She was... a sister, if he were being honest with himself. Maybe that's why, when people began to ask him why he loved and stood up for her, he had been able to smile and shrug them away.

But this is something Mithos hasn't figured out, isn't it? Even more, he wonders if he should be helping him, because even if it were true neither of them could reach Kaori right now.

And he didn't know if he wanted someone who encouraged her to hate even more by her side that way, rather than simply holding her hand when she would grit her teeth in hatred, squeezing it in a way that reassured her that he understood, and at the same time was proud that she would choose to not spread that hate further no matter how much it hurt.

Because hurt was always going to be a part of life, why add more to it?] How new was it to you, how much do you know about different types of love?