[ He doesn’t necessarily resist, but he certainly wants to. As it is, he just sticks his hands into his pockets and keeps his gaze downwards, not meeting the eyes of the shadowed figures. Neither Aruji, nor Nikaido.
No recognition, warm smiles, no warm reunion.
Only a cold, distant, somber quiet, not bridging the gap that she so desperately wants him to return from. ]
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No recognition, warm smiles, no warm reunion.
Only a cold, distant, somber quiet, not bridging the gap that she so desperately wants him to return from. ]