His mouth twists in obvious displeasure, but he doesn't argue. Mostly because there's nothing stopping him from just leaving the truck and hiding out somewhere if he wants to. (He just might, actually, albeit not tonight.)]
Promise. [It's a bit much to demand of a stranger, but fuck it. He's told Sora this much, far more than he ever would have under normal circumstances--he might as well make selfish demands, while he's adding to the list. He's too far away to grab Sora again, but his voice is ragged, intent.] Promise me you three will be careful. Please.
[They're not friends, not nearly close enough for sentiments like I can't lose you too, but--something before that point, maybe. Something like, The loss of one of you would destroy the other two, and I can't bear to be responsible for that. Perhaps even something as simple as I can't have more blood on my hands.]
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His mouth twists in obvious displeasure, but he doesn't argue. Mostly because there's nothing stopping him from just leaving the truck and hiding out somewhere if he wants to. (He just might, actually, albeit not tonight.)]
Promise. [It's a bit much to demand of a stranger, but fuck it. He's told Sora this much, far more than he ever would have under normal circumstances--he might as well make selfish demands, while he's adding to the list. He's too far away to grab Sora again, but his voice is ragged, intent.] Promise me you three will be careful. Please.
[They're not friends, not nearly close enough for sentiments like I can't lose you too, but--something before that point, maybe. Something like, The loss of one of you would destroy the other two, and I can't bear to be responsible for that. Perhaps even something as simple as I can't have more blood on my hands.]