Aidou's head jerked like he'd been struck. It felt like it.
It felt like someone had take a bludgeon to his midsection, preventing him from taking a proper breath or gathering his thoughts - or gods forbid - take a moment to hope (or loathe) that this was, for a fact, the cousin he had known his entire long life and not an all-too easy blow delivered by his captors.
Lunch was hours ago, and if that was true, that Akatsuki had been here, then how had he not noticed? How could he have not noticed? He'd been - with that kid - talking with that kid and -
- and if it was the truth, then he was so -
He opened his mouth to say something, to relieve the sudden pressure building in his chest, but words came to a standstill in his throat. Looking somewhere to the left, with eyes fading to a flat winter blue, he tried again. "There's no real way," Aidou croaked. That couldn't be his voice. "But let's not talk about it here."
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It felt like someone had take a bludgeon to his midsection, preventing him from taking a proper breath or gathering his thoughts - or gods forbid - take a moment to hope (or loathe) that this was, for a fact, the cousin he had known his entire long life and not an all-too easy blow delivered by his captors.
Lunch was hours ago, and if that was true, that Akatsuki had been here, then how had he not noticed? How could he have not noticed? He'd been - with that kid - talking with that kid and -
- and if it was the truth, then he was so -
He opened his mouth to say something, to relieve the sudden pressure building in his chest, but words came to a standstill in his throat. Looking somewhere to the left, with eyes fading to a flat winter blue, he tried again. "There's no real way," Aidou croaked. That couldn't be his voice. "But let's not talk about it here."