Rin looks down at your hands, holding his. You’re holding those same hands which have beat up men, strangled them, killed them… just for you. He hates it when you get too chummy with other men, he’s supposed to be the only man you need…

Yet you’re here crying in front of him, because of someone he killed for you. He knows if you knew that he’s the one who did it, you would probably never forgive him.