[lord almighty, this man was an absolute trainwreck. looking at him now, all he could see was a sorry excuse for a person, shambling along with the weight of that awful curse. immortality wasn't a gift; it was very much a burden. a burden that suzaku would have to bear for all his days. he doesn't pity him. it wouldn't do him any good anyway.
but his eyes do soften and his tone does the same.]
So you hate yourself.
[an obvious conclusion to draw. how could he not?]
So this isn't a punishment for you at all. It's just your life.
no subject
but his eyes do soften and his tone does the same.]
So you hate yourself.
[an obvious conclusion to draw. how could he not?]
So this isn't a punishment for you at all. It's just your life.