[The word sticks in his throat for a moment. It doesn't seem natural, in his own voice. He feels like he can just about count on one hand the number of things he's ever been properly sorry for...]
[The absence of the warmth and laughter in Souji's expression is heavy. Knowing it's his fault, that he did that for nothing, that he doesn't know if he can do anything to make it better, is a little nauseating.]
[Right and wrong are beneath gods, he's heard, but shinki are there to help them understand anyway. And right now, he doesn't feel like a mighty god, he feels very much like a goddamn kid.]
[It's funny. Souji's always been able to shut down his bullshit, hasn't he?]
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[The word sticks in his throat for a moment. It doesn't seem natural, in his own voice. He feels like he can just about count on one hand the number of things he's ever been properly sorry for...]
[The absence of the warmth and laughter in Souji's expression is heavy. Knowing it's his fault, that he did that for nothing, that he doesn't know if he can do anything to make it better, is a little nauseating.]
[Right and wrong are beneath gods, he's heard, but shinki are there to help them understand anyway. And right now, he doesn't feel like a mighty god, he feels very much like a goddamn kid.]
[It's funny. Souji's always been able to shut down his bullshit, hasn't he?]
...I'm sorry. You didn't deserve that.