Yu couldn't blame the star at all. If he could, he would have let Izanagi speak to him like when they'd first met. But... but now...
He doesn't cry, doesn't show much of the overwhelming sadness in his heart, but silently moved to wrap his arm around Alcor's shoulders and squeeze him as tightly as his weakened self could. It mattered not which group they were thrust in; no one would come out of this a winner.
The boy formerly indwelt by the god of creation and sky in some interpretations could only do this much, to try and share what little hope he held within him after enduring this suffering and torment thus far. Alcor wasn't, and never would be, alone. Yu only hoped that this could be conveyed in a shared sense of grief.
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He doesn't cry, doesn't show much of the overwhelming sadness in his heart, but silently moved to wrap his arm around Alcor's shoulders and squeeze him as tightly as his weakened self could. It mattered not which group they were thrust in; no one would come out of this a winner.
The boy formerly indwelt by the god of creation and sky in some interpretations could only do this much, to try and share what little hope he held within him after enduring this suffering and torment thus far. Alcor wasn't, and never would be, alone. Yu only hoped that this could be conveyed in a shared sense of grief.
'Better there than here...'