[ For a moment, he doesn't know how to react to the way she looks at him. So few people look at him like he matters, nowadays. Not normally very reactive, Mikazuki's expression shifts in spite of himself, jaw slacking and brows raising. She calls Mars by another name, so maybe it's not his — he'd never known the planet to have royalty. It's what she describes that captures him and holds him, making his body relax again into the unfortunate knowledge.
Uneasy lives fraught with danger and hardship... Mars is still Mars, no matter whose it is.
Still, when she hangs her head, he realizes she's trying to take responsibility for his life even when it may have never fallen into her hands in the first place. Quietly, he raises his arm between them to lay a hand on the top of her head. He gives a light scrub, hoping it's maybe... comforting... ]
I don't know if I understand. But whatever it was, it probably wasn't your fault.
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Uneasy lives fraught with danger and hardship... Mars is still Mars, no matter whose it is.
Still, when she hangs her head, he realizes she's trying to take responsibility for his life even when it may have never fallen into her hands in the first place. Quietly, he raises his arm between them to lay a hand on the top of her head. He gives a light scrub, hoping it's maybe... comforting... ]
I don't know if I understand. But whatever it was, it probably wasn't your fault.