[I can speak to him. No. No, he needs to do this himself.
He can't hide from these things forever. He is already atoning in the only way he can, but he thinks it isn't much. This would always hang over him, choking him.
He lets Oria stand in front of him, but he grips his own wrist, trembling. That non-answer meant Shion probably didn't know him, but maybe knew of what he had done. He doesn't say anything just yet, trying to focus.]
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He can't hide from these things forever. He is already atoning in the only way he can, but he thinks it isn't much. This would always hang over him, choking him.
He lets Oria stand in front of him, but he grips his own wrist, trembling. That non-answer meant Shion probably didn't know him, but maybe knew of what he had done. He doesn't say anything just yet, trying to focus.]
You wont tell us the truth?