[ Kenta's brows furrow, as this anger, molten hot beneath his skin, continues to course through him. ]
I don't know, but... what about you? [ What right did Duval have, talking down to him like that? He's always - always been there for him. Even when no one else was. Even when it was the worst decision he'd ever made. All he ever wanted was for Duval and Delilah, his dear, dear friends, to be happy. He wished for that with his whole heart. And what did he get in return? That very same heart literally removed by the person he loved most.
("show him no mercy. rip that lying, blackened heart from his chest. make him feel what you felt.")
His other hand grips his own sleeve, trembling from the intensity. ] You don't know where you're going, either.
k words him to k word him (uhh cw: allusion to gore...?)
I don't know, but... what about you? [ What right did Duval have, talking down to him like that? He's always - always been there for him. Even when no one else was. Even when it was the worst decision he'd ever made. All he ever wanted was for Duval and Delilah, his dear, dear friends, to be happy. He wished for that with his whole heart. And what did he get in return? That very same heart literally removed by the person he loved most.
("show him no mercy. rip that lying, blackened heart from his chest. make him feel what you felt.")
His other hand grips his own sleeve, trembling from the intensity. ] You don't know where you're going, either.