[ He sees it. And he knows he should feel pain for it. Sympathy and empathy for what the other is feeling. Losing a husband. No. Losing what made his husband his husband to begin with. The love and care and heart that went into Vanilla and into everything Vanilla loved in turn.
In to Cacao.
Now all he's left with is a husk of a man who once was. And Truthless isn't sure he feels anything. How can he? Why should he?
He reaches out to take Cacao's hand, fold his fingers around it, press their palms together. ]
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In to Cacao.
Now all he's left with is a husk of a man who once was. And Truthless isn't sure he feels anything. How can he? Why should he?
He reaches out to take Cacao's hand, fold his fingers around it, press their palms together. ]
I'm sorry.