He bites his lip just short of breaking the skin, then shakes his head. "It's--I know how much he loves Miss Arabella. I know what that's like, but I thought..."
He groans, dropping his forehead against his knees. "I thought he cared more. He says he does, but I can't see how you can really care about someone if you'd be able to leave them suffering! When they need you there."
He lifts his head, staring miserably. "I really wanted him to know how special he was to me, because he seemed lonely when he told me how he wanted to be someone's priority. I thought he cared, and just didn't see how much he was cared about too, but..."
But when he could coolly admit later how easily he'd clean his hands of them, Yuya's sure he was wrong. Misunderstood, but it caught him by surprise and left him confused and it's still hard to navigate the pain when he doesn't totally understand where he'd missed the signs. He's sure he must have.
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He groans, dropping his forehead against his knees. "I thought he cared more. He says he does, but I can't see how you can really care about someone if you'd be able to leave them suffering! When they need you there."
He lifts his head, staring miserably. "I really wanted him to know how special he was to me, because he seemed lonely when he told me how he wanted to be someone's priority. I thought he cared, and just didn't see how much he was cared about too, but..."
But when he could coolly admit later how easily he'd clean his hands of them, Yuya's sure he was wrong. Misunderstood, but it caught him by surprise and left him confused and it's still hard to navigate the pain when he doesn't totally understand where he'd missed the signs. He's sure he must have.