That's...how I would feel about it too, if I'm honest. I don't like giving up on people I care about.
[Ryou draws his knees up closer to his face, his pointed ears angling downward.]
I always want to help my friends, but...it seems I'm the one that always needs help. I get hurt a lot, and then they have to take care of me. Until...they don't want to anymore.
[After a moment's pause, Ryou reaches out, takes the tea and holds it in too-big hands with too-long fingers that curl around the cup awkwardly. He blows at the steam, then takes a sip.
It's nice. Warming. He can taste milk in there.]
I suppose it's a destiny kind of thing. [Like Atem had said.] As long as we're here, we're destined to hurt, but some of us will hurt more than others.
Like a curse.
[He stares into the tea cup, but doesn't really pay attention to what he's looking at. His thoughts are elsewhere, lost in an argument on what's his fault, what isn't his fault, and the inevitability of his pain.]
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That's...how I would feel about it too, if I'm honest. I don't like giving up on people I care about.
[Ryou draws his knees up closer to his face, his pointed ears angling downward.]
I always want to help my friends, but...it seems I'm the one that always needs help. I get hurt a lot, and then they have to take care of me. Until...they don't want to anymore.
[After a moment's pause, Ryou reaches out, takes the tea and holds it in too-big hands with too-long fingers that curl around the cup awkwardly. He blows at the steam, then takes a sip.
It's nice. Warming. He can taste milk in there.]
I suppose it's a destiny kind of thing. [Like Atem had said.] As long as we're here, we're destined to hurt, but some of us will hurt more than others.
Like a curse.
[He stares into the tea cup, but doesn't really pay attention to what he's looking at. His thoughts are elsewhere, lost in an argument on what's his fault, what isn't his fault, and the inevitability of his pain.]