THRONÉ

[frotag]

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[frotag]

... Mm.

[ laying his other hand atop hers now that she's consented, he squeezes just a little. ]

I'm sorry that you had to do that. And... I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you keep the blood off your hands this time.

[naeddre]

... It's...

[well, it isn't alright, is it? but.]

I don't want the blood on your hands, either. [...] I'll survive it. But - thank you. I know what you are trying to tell me.

[frotag]

Heh. [ he grasps her hand again, one more time, before letting go. ] Don't be afraid to ask me, Necchan. Anything at all. I'm with you, every step of the way.