[ gilia may as well have put a knife through his ribs herself than ask that question. asura has never been one to look back once he's decided on his course, and time has only shown him just how mistaken he was about taishakuten all along. the first betrayal had been pain enough, but all the things that followed...
asura would have forgiven his own death, but the suffering taishakuten had single-handedly brought upon their entire realm could not be ignored.
he gives a low, pained exhale, the hand in hers turning to clutch her fingers hard enough to bruise. he takes in a shaky breath, squeezes his eyes shut, and releases her. ]
You can't save people who don't want to be saved, [ he settles on, voice low. ] The man I thought I knew— Maybe he was never there.
[ he shakes his head and his hand finds hers again. he frowns at where her slender fingers rest against his broad palm, fingers closing around hers with the kind of nervous, focused care of a man trying to disarm a trap. ]
Tell me about your family.
[ it's not really a question, meant less to pry and more to signal that asura is done talking about taishakuten now. ]
no subject
asura would have forgiven his own death, but the suffering taishakuten had single-handedly brought upon their entire realm could not be ignored.
he gives a low, pained exhale, the hand in hers turning to clutch her fingers hard enough to bruise. he takes in a shaky breath, squeezes his eyes shut, and releases her. ]
You can't save people who don't want to be saved, [ he settles on, voice low. ] The man I thought I knew— Maybe he was never there.
[ he shakes his head and his hand finds hers again. he frowns at where her slender fingers rest against his broad palm, fingers closing around hers with the kind of nervous, focused care of a man trying to disarm a trap. ]
Tell me about your family.
[ it's not really a question, meant less to pry and more to signal that asura is done talking about taishakuten now. ]