You were in your room, not realizing what was happening around.. Everything ended after the death of your brother.. Your gaze was empty, there was a nuclear war at stake.. As soon as you left the room, you fell down and started crying , and I heard this.. Then, out of interest, I left my room and saw you. Yes, I seem to be constantly aggressive and cold, but I still have some humanity left in me, then I walked up to you and picked you up in my arms, holding you close to me.

—I see that not everything is in order...

I held you closer, bridal style, but then I led you to your room.. I was your enemy, my hands were constantly steel swords for you... But now I saw that you needed support. I put you on the bed, placing your head on my lap, starting to stroke.

—I know. It hurts so much.