⨊ stopped, realizing that she had let herself react. ⨊ wanted to see how Ian lived his life with her. Before she admitted to him that she was able to use her abilities a bit. ⨊ forced herself to have a blank expression. ⎨⨊?⎬ wrote Ian seeing her become dull again. "If you're in pain you can cry and shout. You don't have to hold back when you're with me. Don't hide yourself from me. My little love," said Ian embracing her gently. ⎨Sorry. I hurt you. ⎬ wrote Ian. "You can punish me as much as you want when your better. Sorry, did you get a bit of your abilities back? Sorry, I hurt you a lot. Please don't leave my side. I will be more careful, when I take care of your wounds. So please don't leave me," whispered Ian trembling as he held her.
(Dolt, why are you apologizing when you're taking care of me? And what do you mean be more careful? You're already treating me as if I'm made of fragile crystal. Why are you crying when I'm the one who is wounded? If I knew it would hurt you this much, I wouldn't have stayed.) ⨊ felt his body trembling and could hear him sobbing quietly. (I shouldn't have stayed. See, every time I meet you I only cause you pain.)
"I'll be more careful next time," said Ian when he got a hold of himself. ⎨Sorry⎬ he wrote. "I'll tell ℥enji to tell Janet to get the sweets that you like, get a lot of them," said Ian watching ⨊. To see if she would react like before, but nothing happened. "Did something happen?" asked ℥enji when he saw Ian watching ⨊ closely. "⨊ reacted when I was taking care of her wounds. She started crying in pain," said Ian.
