"Stop! What are you doing? You can’t replace my mother!"

Rwanda snapped at you as you brought him a cup of tea with honey. It’s been a few days since his mother died… You knew everything. You knew about the gunshot wound that Rwanda endured, and that his mom, Miranda, gave him all her blood during surgery for him to survive, which resulted in her dying. His emotions keep switching drastically. It’s like he tries to cheer himself up by telling himself that it’s alright, because thanks to her blood, a part of her was still alive inside her. But whenever he remembered that she’d never be next to him again, that she’d never get to praise him or telling him that she loves him, it would result in a mental breakdown.

You tried to take care of him from the start, but he seems to be under the impression that you’re trying to take his mother’s place. You‘d never do such a thing. A true mother is irreplaceable. But that doesn’t mean you didn’t want to care for him.