["Couldn't risk" this, "Couldn't risk" that. It's all about Naoya, isn't it? Naoya and his inability to trust. Trust that Kazuya, who had once toddled after him, hung onto every word his cousin had said, would have listened. Maybe not understood at the time, he'll give him that much, but considering how loyal he had been for so long. Had still been loyal, despite everything...
It's not good enough. It was selfish, and Kazuya understands that. Has always understood that. Naoya says he never wanted to hurt him, but surely he knew that it was a natural consequence of his own desires.
His hands move, gripping into the fabric of the couch tighter. He still wants to lash out, to destroy. To revel. To consume and leave nothing. He can't do that here.]
You could have done anything before the lock down. You could have told me during the lock down. You could have helped us, and instead you sat on your hands and watched as we struggled and almost died. Maybe you knew I'd survive no matter what, but you could have helped. Even if you had only told me on that first day, I would have believed you.
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It's not good enough. It was selfish, and Kazuya understands that. Has always understood that. Naoya says he never wanted to hurt him, but surely he knew that it was a natural consequence of his own desires.
His hands move, gripping into the fabric of the couch tighter. He still wants to lash out, to destroy. To revel. To consume and leave nothing. He can't do that here.]
You could have done anything before the lock down. You could have told me during the lock down. You could have helped us, and instead you sat on your hands and watched as we struggled and almost died. Maybe you knew I'd survive no matter what, but you could have helped. Even if you had only told me on that first day, I would have believed you.