If it were anyone else looking at this pitiful child-sized Magi, they would immediately feel pained in their heart and want to comfort him. I on the other hand, have been through a lot in a short amount of time and I surprisingly don't find his actions that...well, surprising. I already knew he was letting his emotions control him, but in the end, he still let those emotions out on me.
And, even if I wanted to pat his head and comfort him, which I totally don't by the way, I can barely endure the pain shooting through me as I attempt to sit up, let alone try to walk to his side.
Magi-Kun continues while I deal with my pain,"I was impulsive and acted without thinking... When I got reports that something happened at the war site, I immediately rushed over. Seeing the impossibly tall vines, the first thing I thought of was you, but I didn't want to assume anything bad yet...So I took a sample of the vine. After testing I came up with only one possible conclusion. But I still wasn't sure what happened so I was trying to give you the benefit of the doubt...but the more time passed, the more anxious I got...Then when I saw you..." He starts spouting excuses to convince me it was an accident and maybe even to convince himself. I can't lie, Magi-Kun has seen better days. Unkept hair and messy clothes, it looks like he hasn't slept in a while, because large dark bags hang under his eyes.
"So... you don't trust me?" I laugh in self-mockery. I treated him as a genuine friend, and what do I get in return.
Magi-Kun sees the self-loathing in my expression and quickly tries to correct my thoughts, "That's! It-It can't be helped! Not after what happened with-!" His expression changes and he shuts himself up from saying anything more.
"What? I don't deserve to know the truth?" I stare straight into his eye.
"But...y-you won't understand.."
"And why is that?" I say with a flat tone.
"How can I expect that of you? You're a tree! I can't expect you to be able to understand human choice and decisions!" It looks like he really doesn't want to talk about it. I can see the regret of bringing the topic up.
Right...to them, I'm not human. How can't I understand their thoughts and decisions? I honestly don't. Still... "I want to know. I want an explanation." I met his eyes head-on with determination.