[It might be because Itsuki's tired of being angry too. Marie had killed Buzen, and even he couldn't keep up his rage for long. He hadn't even been angry on Friday, or during the trial. Annoyed, yes -- frustrated, yes, but furious? No.
Now? He feels solemn, sad, and the tiniest bit hopeful. No one knows what tomorrow will bring.]
That, and I don't want you to have to fight in a stained dress.
[as he moves further into the room, though he doesn't approach the bed yet. he glances around]
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Now? He feels solemn, sad, and the tiniest bit hopeful. No one knows what tomorrow will bring.]
That, and I don't want you to have to fight in a stained dress.
[as he moves further into the room, though he doesn't approach the bed yet. he glances around]
Should I put these on the bed?