She awaited his response, a response to a question she had already answered in her mind long ago. "She couldn't be here. That thing tore the APT-WAR-V into pieces, I think. If she is alive, she was in the position to go towards wherever I ended up." She scoffed at his words.
Kyrie narrowed his eyes at her after the scoff, a complex mix of anger and silent contemplation hid beneath his golden orbs. She couldn't help but t hink how he was blowing things out of control by going a path that actively hindered and hurted him.
Yet it was how humans thought. Self-sacrificing, "She couldn't be here for me", "she still loves me", and "I have to hold on for her". It would be pitiful if it weren't tragic. "And? She still was not by your side when you were at your worst. She is not here now."
