Not to the puppy eyes pleading with him in all sincerity and not to the desperate gaze as he asks him to bind his shattered arm to the controls. Not to the suicide mission that would change everything.
For the better part of Shino's absence, he's wondered every night what he could he have salvaged if he'd only said no. His brain is no more merciful about it, reliving the moment in nightmares where the protests of an all too knowledgeable Yamagi die in his throat.
"You know why that is, Shino. Don't you?"
It's not as if Yamagi's ever had to say to the word love, itself.
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Not to the puppy eyes pleading with him in all sincerity and not to the desperate gaze as he asks him to bind his shattered arm to the controls. Not to the suicide mission that would change everything.
For the better part of Shino's absence, he's wondered every night what he could he have salvaged if he'd only said no. His brain is no more merciful about it, reliving the moment in nightmares where the protests of an all too knowledgeable Yamagi die in his throat.
"You know why that is, Shino. Don't you?"
It's not as if Yamagi's ever had to say to the word love, itself.