[Tsuzuki flinched in on himself at the sound of a voice, and the knock at the window: he's so tired, and each new time he has to explain what happened to Hisoka the pain of it bites more deeply. It takes him a moment for his thoughts to gather themselves, and for the voice to register.
Oh, it's Shepard, isn't it?
... And she did try to tell him not to. He winces, but he raises his head. His eyes are red and swollen from crying, but they're focused on her, with a guilty wariness as though he expects a lecture or a blow.]
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Oh, it's Shepard, isn't it?
... And she did try to tell him not to. He winces, but he raises his head. His eyes are red and swollen from crying, but they're focused on her, with a guilty wariness as though he expects a lecture or a blow.]
I --
You heard?