I can't help but look around when my brother collapses. I'm worried about him, certainly, though I know full well I have no right to be.
What I don't expect is Hiromu's hand, beckoning. I follow his arm up and lock eyes with him for a moment before I turn away again, shaking my head. I can't. I don't deserve it, and more than that, I'm scared of what I might do. What I might be made to do. I'm scared of hurting them even more.
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Date: 2012-05-28 02:08 am (UTC)What I don't expect is Hiromu's hand, beckoning. I follow his arm up and lock eyes with him for a moment before I turn away again, shaking my head. I can't. I don't deserve it, and more than that, I'm scared of what I might do. What I might be made to do. I'm scared of hurting them even more.