[He hates that he can't even argue with Frey's decision to hide Aleos from him - because he wishes he didn't have to see all the ways Kaori is connected to other people. He wishes he could erase his confusion. But his hatred is restless, and his aggravation is growing heavier, and he doesn't know how to wield it.
When Aleos asks his questions - his accusations - his heart claws at his ribcage, his jaw clenches, and his knuckles turn white. He opens his mouth, but no words have formed - only an indignant exhalation falls out.
Then when Frey answers, and addresses him - more accusations - more of the ugliness boiling inside him tries to spill out.] Go ahead and make me the villain! Neither of you understand!
[what it's like to have so little that what you do have, you cling to out of the permanent, lurking terror that something will happen and it will all be gone-- And he regrets it, the time - "occasionally" - that he had pushed his hostility toward Kaori and forced her away. He regrets it because now it means that he lost all that time he could have spent with her, and he won't get it back.]
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When Aleos asks his questions - his accusations - his heart claws at his ribcage, his jaw clenches, and his knuckles turn white. He opens his mouth, but no words have formed - only an indignant exhalation falls out.
Then when Frey answers, and addresses him - more accusations - more of the ugliness boiling inside him tries to spill out.] Go ahead and make me the villain! Neither of you understand!
[what it's like to have so little that what you do have, you cling to out of the permanent, lurking terror that something will happen and it will all be gone-- And he regrets it, the time - "occasionally" - that he had pushed his hostility toward Kaori and forced her away. He regrets it because now it means that he lost all that time he could have spent with her, and he won't get it back.]