[feeling him waver, Blue's hand settles more certainly on Kaworu's face. he moves, settling in to sit at his side and draw him closer to himself. his other arm went around his shoulders, insisting on that closeness in spite of the horrible memories flooding into his mind.
it's hard to quell the kneejerk outrage that comes from flashes of familiarity in his captivity – things he's experienced, felt from others close to him – but he's quick to look past it...and more intently at Kaworu's own heart, rather than his own. that's why he's here.
he closes his eyes, shutting out the present while in the throes of the past, willing to absorb all the boy endured, to justify his suffering if only by feeling it as raw as any outsider can, Mu or not.]
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it's hard to quell the kneejerk outrage that comes from flashes of familiarity in his captivity – things he's experienced, felt from others close to him – but he's quick to look past it...and more intently at Kaworu's own heart, rather than his own. that's why he's here.
he closes his eyes, shutting out the present while in the throes of the past, willing to absorb all the boy endured, to justify his suffering if only by feeling it as raw as any outsider can, Mu or not.]