Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-28929139-20170706214812/@comment-28929139-20170707014635

Kideme didn't flinch when Moeru pulled back the covers to reveal the angled nub of where his leg stopped from just below the knee. In fact, this was about the only time Kideme actually felt something besides remorse or sadness. "You think I haven't seen a cripple before? Or that I haven't worked with one?" She stared at him expectantly. "You're an acrobat no? You can't tell me you've never heard of Pegged Poju or Flying Fuka the Beautiful? They move like gods among the clouds and they are just like you. And Fuka doesn't even have legs." His talk of revenge and having his moment of vindication was heard but Kideme refused to dignify it with a response for several reasons. Some were more obvious than the others. But all the same, Kideme pulled a tissue from a nearby dispenser and began to wipe his face. "Moeru, your life isn't over just because your leg was stolen. Why I'll even make you a leg! I'd even paint it if you want. Promise." She started to smile, but it instantly faded when he said that he loved her like family, yet also hoped that she wasn't apart of why he was here now. Looking all the way hurt, she furrowed a brow. "Of course not. Why would I bring you into my world if I wanted to hurt you like that....." But then...it hit her and she looked down at him suspiciously. "Wait....What hap-....Oh..."

Bad timing was on her hide like white on rice today. The nurse that was coming to take him away showed up and before Kideme could utter another word, Moeru beat her to it. Looking away with resign, she could feel her eyes burning again but she shook it off and began to walk away from them. "I guess that means goodbye then..."