[ dextera wonders how he’s supposed to apologize… and it all feels familiar again. not just in the sense that he’s been down this road with the archangel, hoping that merely saying the right words would help ease his pain, but he feels as if he’s come to a standstill like this with hayame before.
over what, though? she’s suspicious of him. she’s always been suspicious of everyone, but she’s not glaring like this at every person. he did something, not here, but in horos… ]
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[ he shakes his head, helpless. he doesn’t know the answer and it doesn’t make him feel better. ]
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over what, though? she’s suspicious of him. she’s always been suspicious of everyone, but she’s not glaring like this at every person. he did something, not here, but in horos… ]
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[ he shakes his head, helpless. he doesn’t know the answer and it doesn’t make him feel better. ]
I just… have to.