[ could the same be said about his previous advances, probably, but to him there are circumstances that have led him to be the person that he is. the look in their eyes could never match the one he's had himself. he hasn't experienced the true horrors.
one hand switches to grabbing their wrist, holding on tightly to try and pull it from his head. what he finds is that they won't let him up from the ground, maybe they enjoy looking down on him, but even though his own crimson eyes stare up, there is a bit of annoyance as though the other has one more time to make the same mistake. ]
Is this what makes you happy?
[ he knows asking these questions won't help, that it'll only make the other even more upset, but its not like they see what they're doing.
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[ could the same be said about his previous advances, probably, but to him there are circumstances that have led him to be the person that he is. the look in their eyes could never match the one he's had himself. he hasn't experienced the true horrors.
one hand switches to grabbing their wrist, holding on tightly to try and pull it from his head. what he finds is that they won't let him up from the ground, maybe they enjoy looking down on him, but even though his own crimson eyes stare up, there is a bit of annoyance as though the other has one more time to make the same mistake. ]
Is this what makes you happy?
[ he knows asking these questions won't help, that it'll only make the other even more upset, but its not like they see what they're doing.
blinded by rage. ]