Shut up! You don't understand anything! Martel would have--! [understood how upset he was, how angry he was. Except she didn't, not really. Not like she should.
Suddenly it strikes him: Yuan understands what he himself still can't grasp, that Martel did not want others to suffer for her sake. Yuan understands. That hurts worse than anything else Yuan's inflicted on him, honestly. Maybe Mithos is breaking Martel's heart, but she's breaking his too.
He raises his own blade, no longer clutching at the steadily bleeding wound on his back. He isn't so good at backing down, even if the blood loss is making him feel weak.]
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Suddenly it strikes him: Yuan understands what he himself still can't grasp, that Martel did not want others to suffer for her sake. Yuan understands. That hurts worse than anything else Yuan's inflicted on him, honestly. Maybe Mithos is breaking Martel's heart, but she's breaking his too.
He raises his own blade, no longer clutching at the steadily bleeding wound on his back. He isn't so good at backing down, even if the blood loss is making him feel weak.]