[The name touches his numb heart, causing him to feel a spasm of pain. Logically, he knows the pain is good; he can't stay numb forever, but he hates the tears that spring into his eyes nonetheless.]
Zhaneel... [Her wing is soft - as are the feathers on her head. He gives into his exhaustion and heartache, wrapping his arms around her neck. She isn't the only one trembling and he isn't sure his knees can hold him much longer.]
I killed them. [His voice is tight with complicated emotions.] I m-made them hurt. I exacted justice, but.... It wasn't justice. It was just revenge. I hated them...
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Zhaneel... [Her wing is soft - as are the feathers on her head. He gives into his exhaustion and heartache, wrapping his arms around her neck. She isn't the only one trembling and he isn't sure his knees can hold him much longer.]
I killed them. [His voice is tight with complicated emotions.] I m-made them hurt. I exacted justice, but.... It wasn't justice. It was just revenge. I hated them...