[Then what are you saying? He doesn't understand anything about Aleos. He doesn't understand how she could have treasured someone like him - but that might be the jealousy screeching inside him, deafening him to the answer. And maybe there is a whole swath of Kaori he doesn't understand, not really. He never understood Freyjadour, somebody kind, somebody who claimed to care, somebody she could trust. He doesn't even understand himself right now. All he understands is confusion, and the raw ache of unfinished ends. Questions left unanswered, answers blown to questions.]
Fine! [He doesn't lower the knife, but he carefully steps back to show he never wanted to be here.] Fine...I don't even care what you think! [The quickest way to tear this confrontation down...] Just leave me alone, both of you!
ugh sorry
Fine! [He doesn't lower the knife, but he carefully steps back to show he never wanted to be here.] Fine...I don't even care what you think! [The quickest way to tear this confrontation down...] Just leave me alone, both of you!