[He snaps it and flops onto his couch, frowning at the ceiling as if he expected answers to appear there.]
She wasn't my guard either. She was... [The images didn't actually spell out what kind of relationship they had, only that he was trying to either push her away or something confusing.] someone's guard that was in the way of something and was going to die because my Father wouldn't allow anyone to get in his way.
[He kicked out, growling a little.] I- it felt so real.
voice;
[He snaps it and flops onto his couch, frowning at the ceiling as if he expected answers to appear there.]
She wasn't my guard either. She was... [The images didn't actually spell out what kind of relationship they had, only that he was trying to either push her away or something confusing.] someone's guard that was in the way of something and was going to die because my Father wouldn't allow anyone to get in his way.
[He kicked out, growling a little.] I- it felt so real.