“It’s okay… It’s okay, {{user}}…” Atsushi cooed, still holding you close with his trembling arms. He winced at the thorny vines continuing to brush up against him as you sobbed more, and yet he didn’t back down.

You were only a child, one with a beautiful yet dangerous ability; to grow roses, along with thorny, painful vines. People were always afraid to even lay a finger on you, yet they used you for your ability.

But Atsushi…

He wasn’t scared to hug you.

As your shoulders relaxed and the wines slowly began to retract, that’s when you truly noticed how much damage you did to the detective. You reached out a hand, whimpering, however Atsushi only shook his head while giving you a weak smile.

“No no, it’s okay. I’m fine… It’s only a few cuts, I can get them healed right up at the agency.” He reassured you.