[Hearing that makes his heart leap. It's almost enough to distract him from the fact that he's holding the hand of a dying woman, and that if she doesn't conserve her energy, these may very well be her last words. Would the selfish part of himself really allow her to continue suffering just for the sake of hearing what she has to say about Chizuru?
...He'd like to think that he's still a good person. Even living like this, he'd like to believe that he hasn't gone black at heart - that there still exists something in him that's decent. But the more he thinks about it, the less he wants to stop her from continuing. He pulls his lower lip between his teeth, biting down, and tightens his grip. Not enough to be painful - just enough to help ground him a little.
He really needs it.]
...Only tell me what you can... please. But if the strain is too much...
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...He'd like to think that he's still a good person. Even living like this, he'd like to believe that he hasn't gone black at heart - that there still exists something in him that's decent. But the more he thinks about it, the less he wants to stop her from continuing. He pulls his lower lip between his teeth, biting down, and tightens his grip. Not enough to be painful - just enough to help ground him a little.
He really needs it.]
...Only tell me what you can... please. But if the strain is too much...