I guess there's a first time for everything. Not once have I been hugged by someone who chose me at my lowest rather than blaming me. I have always been the one to be blamed if something goes wrong.
The punching bag for their pain. The beacon to blame and accuse for all their pain and hatred. But Noctis…came to me, not condemning me or saying it's my fault, which I think partly is.
All I can do is listen to her heart and emotions as she cries, submerging myself in them, as if the three of us were one being. Synchronized in her pain, if only I had these types of people in my life back then maybe I would have survived.
"It's ok," Blaise says, while Legion stays quiet. "You'll be fine."
"I…I want to kill them all." She whispers through the tears, her teeth clenched tightly. "Every…last one of them!"
"I get it." Legion finally speaks up his eyes mirroring the rage growing inside of him. "I want to kill them all too."
