[ when she touches his face, there's another little intake of breath. a split second of fear, worried that she'd try to remove it—but her hand stills there, and so does he. his terror escapes in the slow breath that leaves him afterward. ]
... I don't regret it.
[ if that helps. ]
I don't regret saving her. It wasn't her fault. Even if I lost things after... people always ask me to blame her and I... just don't.
[ she wonders why he's so afraid, but still, she smiles. ]
Yeah, I figured you wouldn't. I don't think you should either. You chose to save her, and I want to cherish that. I just think that's a lot to take away from a child for doing something he wanted.
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... I don't regret it.
[ if that helps. ]
I don't regret saving her. It wasn't her fault. Even if I lost things after... people always ask me to blame her and I... just don't.
It's a choice I made.
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Yeah, I figured you wouldn't. I don't think you should either. You chose to save her, and I want to cherish that. I just think that's a lot to take away from a child for doing something he wanted.
What does your mask mean to you?
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[ it's the only way he even feels well enough to be able to interact with others ]
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[ she can understand that. ]
I want to see your scar, but I won't take that choice from you.
[ she has seen him without his mask but not with his scar, so she has to wonder. ]