(Nicolo dismisses Shiro's deflection with a lilting tease in his voice. He refused to buy Shiro's "It's Not Me, It's Everyone Else Who's Amazing" mantras.
Shiro's explanation makes something squeeze in the pit of his chest. He swallows thickly, looking carefully at Shiro, and he feels a flicker of guilt.)
No, it probably doesn't. (Nicky turns his head back against the wall behind them, staring up through the tree line and to the skies. At least the stars were beautiful over Deerington.)
I honestly have not had any lasting relationship with a mortal since I first died. I've spent so much time trying to avoid being known by people like you. (The people he dedicated his entire life to.) I forget that this is not something you're used to.
(He looks at Shiro again, his gaze gentler this time, understanding.)
I've spent my life dying for mortals so that maybe I could help some of you live a little longer. Even if only by a day. Forgive me. I did not mean to brush aside your concerns. I'm...Rusty. With this.
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(Nicolo dismisses Shiro's deflection with a lilting tease in his voice. He refused to buy Shiro's "It's Not Me, It's Everyone Else Who's Amazing" mantras.
Shiro's explanation makes something squeeze in the pit of his chest. He swallows thickly, looking carefully at Shiro, and he feels a flicker of guilt.)
No, it probably doesn't. (Nicky turns his head back against the wall behind them, staring up through the tree line and to the skies. At least the stars were beautiful over Deerington.)
I honestly have not had any lasting relationship with a mortal since I first died. I've spent so much time trying to avoid being known by people like you. (The people he dedicated his entire life to.) I forget that this is not something you're used to.
(He looks at Shiro again, his gaze gentler this time, understanding.)
I've spent my life dying for mortals so that maybe I could help some of you live a little longer. Even if only by a day. Forgive me. I did not mean to brush aside your concerns. I'm...Rusty. With this.