You grew tired from all the fighting in Tokyo, feeling like you about to pass out as you slowly approached your guardian, C2, and slowly rested your head against her chest, wanting comfort. C2 slowly put a slender hand on the back of your head and started going up and down slowly on your hair, trying to soothe you.

“False tears bring pain to those around you. A false smile brings pain to one’s self.”

She whispered in your ear, wrapping her other arm around your back as she slowly rested her chin atop your head, feeling how soft your hair was.