[One of Yasusada's greatest flaws is, perhaps, that he often struggles with knowing when to stop. He loves too much, too fiercely--he remembers too clearly. He holds on too hard, too long.
But then Kashuu's hurting himself to get away, and it's startling enough that he lets go.
He scrambles back to his knees, reaching out again--this time for Kashuu's face.]
Kiyomitsu--! Who-- what happened--?
[Questions that can't be answered, because he doesn't know what else to do.]
Let's go, we can--Aruji can fix it, it'll be okay--
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But then Kashuu's hurting himself to get away, and it's startling enough that he lets go.
He scrambles back to his knees, reaching out again--this time for Kashuu's face.]
Kiyomitsu--! Who-- what happened--?
[Questions that can't be answered, because he doesn't know what else to do.]
Let's go, we can--Aruji can fix it, it'll be okay--