[ it's like he clawed and scrapped at stone, so his nails are fucked up. don't worry about it. ]
His stupid strawhat. [ he repeats it like he can't handle it, but then he breathes out ] ... It wasn't real either. But you're-- [ he gestures a little against her like it means something ] You're so worried about me but I could've helped you. Both of you. But he was stuck, and I couldn't... I promised. I couldn't leave him.
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Date: 2023-10-20 06:21 am (UTC)His stupid strawhat. [ he repeats it like he can't handle it, but then he breathes out ] ... It wasn't real either. But you're-- [ he gestures a little against her like it means something ] You're so worried about me but I could've helped you. Both of you. But he was stuck, and I couldn't... I promised. I couldn't leave him.
[ thanks that sort of explains nothing. ]