"Mr. Shinjiro wanted you to live, Ken. He gave his life so you could live."
Pess circled around the two boys, settling down close to Ken and nuzzling him, trying to warm him up even a little. She was well aware that they wouldn't be able to get him to move for a while.
Miles keeps his hand on Ken's shoulder, wishing it wouldn't shake so badly. But maybe Ken couldn't feel it; they were both trembling so much.. It was cold, deathly cold.
And he was so scared.
"....It wasn't you that shot Mr. Shinjiro. But he gave his life protecting you. If you died, now, you'd really end up killing him, at your own hands.
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Pess circled around the two boys, settling down close to Ken and nuzzling him, trying to warm him up even a little. She was well aware that they wouldn't be able to get him to move for a while.
Miles keeps his hand on Ken's shoulder, wishing it wouldn't shake so badly. But maybe Ken couldn't feel it; they were both trembling so much.. It was cold, deathly cold.
And he was so scared.
"....It wasn't you that shot Mr. Shinjiro. But he gave his life protecting you. If you died, now, you'd really end up killing him, at your own hands.
"Do you still seek revenge on him, Ken?"