She remembers. Pieces flit together, snapping into place, and Ruka can only find herself nodding once, almost numb, to his justifications.
She didn't really expect any different, did she? Isn't this the point? Everyone you can care about will betray their exterior, and reveal themselves to be more awful than they pretend; isn't this exactly why she befriended him in the first place? The reason she let herself care? Compassion betrays itself to cruelty. Where can natural cruelty go?
If anything surprises Ruka, it's how calm her voice sounds, quiet and steady. "Did you kill him?"
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She remembers. Pieces flit together, snapping into place, and Ruka can only find herself nodding once, almost numb, to his justifications.
She didn't really expect any different, did she? Isn't this the point? Everyone you can care about will betray their exterior, and reveal themselves to be more awful than they pretend; isn't this exactly why she befriended him in the first place? The reason she let herself care? Compassion betrays itself to cruelty. Where can natural cruelty go?
If anything surprises Ruka, it's how calm her voice sounds, quiet and steady. "Did you kill him?"