Mithos stopped for Genis' sake, but looked back at him in disbelief. "What are you saying, Genis?" His voice was soft, sympathetic again. He understood Genis' pain...especially if they had lost Raine for good.

If.

At some point he had stopped squeezing Genis' hand so painfully. Now he gripped it gently in both of his hands. "Are you really okay with not checking for yourself? Do you really want to just give up on her?"