[the false friend in that case wasn't the other boy, Kit. it was you.
but without any glimpse into her companion's mind, that wasn't something Reimi could say. all of his fears remained trapped in that thick head of his, careening about as they slowly beat him into madness and fed white hot impulses.
she can see their weight upon him in his actions, the way that he can't remain still once the conversation becomes more solemn. it was frustrating to be back in this position of watching without being able to reach out; of her past, that was the only thing she'd ever wanted to put behind her for good.]
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but without any glimpse into her companion's mind, that wasn't something Reimi could say. all of his fears remained trapped in that thick head of his, careening about as they slowly beat him into madness and fed white hot impulses.
she can see their weight upon him in his actions, the way that he can't remain still once the conversation becomes more solemn. it was frustrating to be back in this position of watching without being able to reach out; of her past, that was the only thing she'd ever wanted to put behind her for good.]
...the two are connected, you know.