[ For all that Shinobu resents him for what he’s put them through, Kazuki is still… something. A living being. Whether he’s human or demon or something else entirely, she’s not sure, but she’s let that black-and-white binary dictate what she should do for too long.
What would her sister do? Kanae would reason that it wasn’t his fault, she thinks; maybe his hand was forced, she’d say, or maybe he was just scared. He never meant them any ill will. She purses her lips and frowns thoughtfully. ]
I don’t think he can. It doesn’t seem as though he’s much longer for this world.
[ She takes a step forward, wordlessly volunteering herself to do what she thinks has to be done. What else is there for them to do? With his voice pained and his throat bare, Kazuki’s practically begging for them to finish him off. ]
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What would her sister do? Kanae would reason that it wasn’t his fault, she thinks; maybe his hand was forced, she’d say, or maybe he was just scared. He never meant them any ill will. She purses her lips and frowns thoughtfully. ]
I don’t think he can. It doesn’t seem as though he’s much longer for this world.
[ She takes a step forward, wordlessly volunteering herself to do what she thinks has to be done. What else is there for them to do? With his voice pained and his throat bare, Kazuki’s practically begging for them to finish him off. ]
… I can put him to sleep.