[For a long moment, Kronid is uncharacteristically silent. His brows are knitted together, even as he leans into the hand that cards through his dark hair.
Vicious is being...gentle. So gentle about this.
Tell him more. Or I will.
Leave me alone.
The struggle is visible again on his expression for a moment - a darting back and forth of the eyes, a clench of the jaw - before finally he speaks back up.The softer tone has lost...for now.]
... It's just that...no one has ever known. Besides myself.
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Date: 2023-02-24 10:33 am (UTC)Vicious is being...gentle. So gentle about this.
Tell him more. Or I will.
Leave me alone.
The struggle is visible again on his expression for a moment - a darting back and forth of the eyes, a clench of the jaw - before finally he speaks back up.The softer tone has lost...for now.]
... It's just that...no one has ever known. Besides myself.
Everyone who was there died that night.
[You killed them all.
No. You did. You didn't need me yet.]
This is the first time I have told...anyone.