[Of course, Fubuki had no way of knowing just how terrible Reimi's experience with Awakening had been. He could only assume that, as with everyone else, the act of tearing out one's own heart had been traumatic and that the fight for survival that had followed had been visceral. Even he had been pushed to his limits, the gentleness he was known for sharpened to a fine edge. What might someone like Emily have been like stripped down and transformed into a raw version of herself?
He worried about that until he heard her voice. Until he could be certain she remembered. And then he was consumed by relief, and unrelenting torrent of emotion that brought a beaming smile to his face. It was unfortunate that she couldn't see him, but the happiness reached his voice just the same, making it quite apparent that he'd feared for the worst.
What a shameful thing, that...but he wasn't about to apologize for it. There was nothing Fubuki feared more than people leaving him. So perhaps that made it all the better that, for now, he didn't know about Reimi's nightly horror.]
Mm...I have. Maybe a little too busy. I should have called sooner.
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He worried about that until he heard her voice. Until he could be certain she remembered. And then he was consumed by relief, and unrelenting torrent of emotion that brought a beaming smile to his face. It was unfortunate that she couldn't see him, but the happiness reached his voice just the same, making it quite apparent that he'd feared for the worst.
What a shameful thing, that...but he wasn't about to apologize for it. There was nothing Fubuki feared more than people leaving him. So perhaps that made it all the better that, for now, he didn't know about Reimi's nightly horror.]
Mm...I have. Maybe a little too busy. I should have called sooner.