[It's probably good that she's looking out, because Elsword isn't for once. The only things he's watching are the things that are in front of him — when a wall cuts them off and he has to pivot directions suddenly, things like that.]

We got in an argument when he came back. He's missing an eye, and after we healed it, I kept trying to ask what happened to him. He woudln't tell me... eventually things sort of came to a head. I got mad at him for not wanting to talk about what happened to him, and I think I felt... guilt? Guilt, [fuck, man, feeling things is weird somehow.] at the fact I couldn't stop that from happening to him.

[As always, Elsword's robotic I-must-protect-everyone brain sees himself as grand saviour of all things. It would be narcissistic were it not a by-product of entering the El and having all other instincts shut off.]

He got mad at me for giving him the silent treatment and told me to leave. I blew up at him... it's really all my fault, but I've been giving him space because that's probably what he needs. He hasn't shown up at my house to actually say anything either, so...

[Look Who's Assuming He Knows Best For Everyone, Again]