[It's stronger by far. If it hadn't been... he wouldn't be standing here right now.]
[Like her, he doesn't move from where he stands-- at least not at first. It's not even really conscious. His whole everything just locks up as he takes in the details, mind trying to cement the Lust in front of him as reality. She's alive. She's alive. ... But he still killed her.]
[Her voice is what breaks the spell, and Wrath's brows crease upwards as the words sink in.]
[Does she... know?]
[Swallowing heavily, he speaks again in a brittle voice.]
You... w... were...
[And then, inevitably, something breaks and his eyes fill up with the tears that had been missing since he walked in.]
--you were right, you w-ere right about-- ev-erything...
[Sagging in place, his eyes promptly disappear behind both hands. It's not a classic wailing meltdown like he used to have-- he never used to be ashamed of crying. His shoulders are quaking now with the effort to swallow it all back, not just with the force of emotion.]
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[Like her, he doesn't move from where he stands-- at least not at first. It's not even really conscious. His whole everything just locks up as he takes in the details, mind trying to cement the Lust in front of him as reality. She's alive. She's alive. ... But he still killed her.]
[Her voice is what breaks the spell, and Wrath's brows crease upwards as the words sink in.]
[Does she... know?]
[Swallowing heavily, he speaks again in a brittle voice.]
You... w... were...
[And then, inevitably, something breaks and his eyes fill up with the tears that had been missing since he walked in.]
--you were right, you w-ere right about-- ev-erything...
[Sagging in place, his eyes promptly disappear behind both hands. It's not a classic wailing meltdown like he used to have-- he never used to be ashamed of crying. His shoulders are quaking now with the effort to swallow it all back, not just with the force of emotion.]
I'm s-- s-s--ss- ...so-rr...