Ridiculous
He could have dodged, he would have dodged.
Something in his heart, his cold cold hard, warmed. He saw that old hags movement, it was so obvious, but he let it go and allowed the swords to stab straight through his core-no, his heart.
This weakness disgusted him, that little chigger in his heart the wanted to love his that old hag, the woman who cared for him as his heart grew bitter towards people and love, that stupid touchy-feely crap called emotion.
And he hated to admit it, but his baabaa—no, his baa-sama touched his cold heart when she divulged to him that she worked her whole life to bring puppets to life.
He laughed. He couldn't resist. He laughed after he divulged the information to that ridiculous little girl, and his eyes slid shut slowly, those glassy brown lights dimming as he murmured
Kudara ne…
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(squeal) I fangirl over you like a nutcase Sassy-danna, but you are a BITCH to write. (huggles anyway)