[ And all Bruno can do is stand by Ahito and watch it unfold all the same. Ahito had mentioned the experiments before, that his healing ability from home would cause him harm, but all of this... this is... He moves a step closer to Ahito, raising a hand to put it on his shoulder, in a way he hopes is comforting.
He's right here. He isn't having to relive this alone, though he suspects Ahito would prefer no one be here to see this at all.
How could his parents do this to him? How could any of these people? Bruno never even knew about his right eye. He never seemed to suffer for its lack. ]
What... what happened to the girl?
[ He feels himself asking that first. Had they simply let her die? Just like that? ]
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He's right here. He isn't having to relive this alone, though he suspects Ahito would prefer no one be here to see this at all.
How could his parents do this to him? How could any of these people? Bruno never even knew about his right eye. He never seemed to suffer for its lack. ]
What... what happened to the girl?
[ He feels himself asking that first. Had they simply let her die? Just like that? ]