[ Maybe he asked too much. Pushed too hard. But this was Touya too. This malice Shouto once knew now purged from his soul while it still lay claim to his brother's. No reply is forthright, his answer leaving him frightened enough to disturb his omen, his feelings becoming hers, and hers his. Golden light showers across the video as Kizu appears, whining at the things she doesn't understand, only knowing she doesn't like it.
Shouto doesn't like it.
And she jumps into his lamp, seeking warmth at the cold words. It's enough to shock him out of his silence. He looks down, knows instinctually what she wants, and holds her to him, finding comfort her in her presence as much as he finds comfort in his. ]
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Shouto doesn't like it.
And she jumps into his lamp, seeking warmth at the cold words. It's enough to shock him out of his silence. He looks down, knows instinctually what she wants, and holds her to him, finding comfort her in her presence as much as he finds comfort in his. ]
... I won't let that happen.