As Sora spoke, Kyousuke was just... stunned. Was he honestly blaming himself for what happened? ... Unbelievable. It made him angry just listening to it. Someone had to be, if Sora wouldn't, even though he wanted it to be him. He wanted to him to be mad at what had been done to him, not moping around in guilt he shouldn't have. Kyousuke was overcome with the urge to cut the apology off completely, and the only reason he didn't was because Sora seemed to think it needed to be said.
... Still. Kyousuke listened, but he wasn't having any of it.
"Sorry for what?" he said pointedly, fixing the other boy with a stare. They did this, not Sora. He didn't ask to be turned into a monster, and there was no way to face something like this alone. "And just so you know, I'm not. I did that because I wanted to, not because I got dragged into it." ... And he'd do it again, if he had to.
But he did soften a little, when asked about his wounds, easing up on the hands he hadn't noticed tightening the whole time he spoke. "... It's fine. It's bandaged, and they gave me some ice for it. It'll heal eventually."
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... Still. Kyousuke listened, but he wasn't having any of it.
"Sorry for what?" he said pointedly, fixing the other boy with a stare. They did this, not Sora. He didn't ask to be turned into a monster, and there was no way to face something like this alone. "And just so you know, I'm not. I did that because I wanted to, not because I got dragged into it." ... And he'd do it again, if he had to.
But he did soften a little, when asked about his wounds, easing up on the hands he hadn't noticed tightening the whole time he spoke. "... It's fine. It's bandaged, and they gave me some ice for it. It'll heal eventually."