[...It's a good thing she can't see his face, because the anger on it is intense in a way that Itsuki doesn't usually like to show others. Better to be calm and easy-going, friendly and soft.
...still, dots are connecting here that he doesn't like.]
...So he was a monster.
[asshole seems like too light a word. itsuki's seen his share of men who beat women, just from being raised in an environment where they're continually abused, but... that doesn't mean he's desensitized to it,]
She can't see his anger, and he can't see the way this memory haunts her -- even if it doesn't feel like hers. Even if there's still a piece of her unwilling to claim the life she had before two years ago.
Her hands drop to his shoulders. ]
... There's no denying that.
[ With some hesitation her arms encircle around his head, drawing him closer and into an embrace; silent. ]
He's quiet as she embraces him, reaching a hand up to rest it on one of her arms, trying to radiate reassurance -- and more importantly, just to be there for her.]
...I'm sorry.
[his voice is heavy. he is sorry. having to live a life like that, one so hateful that you're forced to turn to another. he knows how that feels like]
People like that will always exist, but... that doesn't mean you and you grandma deserved him.
But Marie holds him, hand lightly patting his head. ]
And please don't apologize. You've only shown me kindness, something that I lived a majority of my life without and I appreciate that more than anything else.
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...still, dots are connecting here that he doesn't like.]
...So he was a monster.
[asshole seems like too light a word. itsuki's seen his share of men who beat women, just from being raised in an environment where they're continually abused, but... that doesn't mean he's desensitized to it,]
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She can't see his anger, and he can't see the way this memory haunts her -- even if it doesn't feel like hers. Even if there's still a piece of her unwilling to claim the life she had before two years ago.
Her hands drop to his shoulders. ]
... There's no denying that.
[ With some hesitation her arms encircle around his head, drawing him closer and into an embrace; silent. ]
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He's quiet as she embraces him, reaching a hand up to rest it on one of her arms, trying to radiate reassurance -- and more importantly, just to be there for her.]
...I'm sorry.
[his voice is heavy. he is sorry. having to live a life like that, one so hateful that you're forced to turn to another. he knows how that feels like]
People like that will always exist, but... that doesn't mean you and you grandma deserved him.
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[ She didn't. No one does.
But Marie holds him, hand lightly patting his head. ]
And please don't apologize. You've only shown me kindness, something that I lived a majority of my life without and I appreciate that more than anything else.