[ he groans, eyes watching the other reflect while visibly showing their pain. there's nothing he can say because he can't confirm or deny, he wasn't there, he doesn't know. what he knows is what happened during his own past, and even then he was unsure, but the hate in his heart orchestrated by another to guide his path is what helped him before his would started to scab over.
it's not entirely healed, but he knows that it's there. ]
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[ while they don't have to say a name, it's clear as day, and there's nothing shadow can say to make them feel otherwise. ]
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it's not entirely healed, but he knows that it's there. ]
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[ while they don't have to say a name, it's clear as day, and there's nothing shadow can say to make them feel otherwise. ]
What do you remember of her?