...I also am fully aware of just how it is to interpret their desires incorrectly and neglect a select few whose voices were stronger.

[If you ever wondered what truly furious red eyes looked like, someone had that answer now. Right in front of him in the blink of an eye as though she had always been right. there, and those scars are still apparent, still healing under the burial kimono. Those poor Pyro Jacks will never stand a chance...]

I had learned the fickleness of the soul long ago. There is no need to reopen fresh wounds, son of man.

[She could just trap him in an illusion, you know. It certainly does sound appealing right about now.]