[He'd lost his villainous edge when he'd made some stupid gloat about it in the fight. The little bird is so precious, almost too cute to come out of a man's hands. Maybe that's just her hometown perspective talking.
What really breaks her heart is the way Aqua folds, grappling for more burden than she should bear.]
Aqua... [Her hand comes to her shoulder, thumb rubbing the bared skin.] What could you have done? No one expected a thing. Not even at trial. How could anyone know?
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...Right. He was a whittler, wasn't he?
[He'd lost his villainous edge when he'd made some stupid gloat about it in the fight. The little bird is so precious, almost too cute to come out of a man's hands. Maybe that's just her hometown perspective talking.
What really breaks her heart is the way Aqua folds, grappling for more burden than she should bear.]
Aqua... [Her hand comes to her shoulder, thumb rubbing the bared skin.] What could you have done? No one expected a thing. Not even at trial. How could anyone know?