[the face nuzzling is... new. and distracting. it makes him what to do other things but he refrains, settles for following her lead there and bringing up a hand to comb through her hair in a hopefully soothing fashion.
talking about this being real--it does feel like he's not sure which side of things was more real, himself.]
It's over. It's finally...
[trails off because. really, the important thing here:]
I'm sorry, Princess. I... for trying to...
[kill her. consistently. each time. the shame of his mentality and actions during the game all crashing down at once. HE'S SUPPOSED TO PROTECT HER NOT KILL HER.]
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talking about this being real--it does feel like he's not sure which side of things was more real, himself.]
It's over. It's finally...
[trails off because. really, the important thing here:]
I'm sorry, Princess. I... for trying to...
[kill her. consistently. each time. the shame of his mentality and actions during the game all crashing down at once. HE'S SUPPOSED TO PROTECT HER NOT KILL HER.]