Mithos's gaze was piercing even when he didn't look back at him for long. There was something unnerving about it...but if he wanted to place it, he didn't bother to. Mithos could walk them off the cliff and into the sea for how much Genis wanted to question him at the moment. He wanted to be stronger. Then he really could protect Raine and Mithos. Then no-one would think he was just a pathetic little kid anymore.
Then, Lloyd called out to him, and he lifted his head to try to spot him through the trees. He blinked, his pace slowing down even further. Maybe he didn't know exactly how he felt about the others, but he couldn't hate them.
His heart twisted painfully as he stood there, staring off into the trees. Mithos was talking to him, and he knew that he couldn't call back to them. He...probably wouldn't see any of them again.
"...yeah," he mumbled, finally looking back at his friend. In the back of his mind, it occurred to him that it really was better if they never saw each other again. He didn't want to see his friends fighting—and he didn't want to fight them, either. "We should hurry."
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Then, Lloyd called out to him, and he lifted his head to try to spot him through the trees. He blinked, his pace slowing down even further. Maybe he didn't know exactly how he felt about the others, but he couldn't hate them.
His heart twisted painfully as he stood there, staring off into the trees. Mithos was talking to him, and he knew that he couldn't call back to them. He...probably wouldn't see any of them again.
"...yeah," he mumbled, finally looking back at his friend. In the back of his mind, it occurred to him that it really was better if they never saw each other again. He didn't want to see his friends fighting—and he didn't want to fight them, either. "We should hurry."