[He has so many questions, he doesn't even know where to start. The burning building, the bodies, the woman Albert stabbed with no hesitation... The way he just stood there, the way he reacted to seeing Mitsuki there.
His words catch in his throat, as it sinks in just how little he knows about Albert. There are things he knows about - his status, being in the military, his brothers, but... There's so many secrets, too. How many things has he kept hidden from him?
And why? What is he so afraid of Mitsuki knowing? What has he done that he sees as being unforgiveable?
(What if it really is something Mitsuki can't forgive? What if he loses Albert? The thought is horrifying, painful, and he feels his eyes stinging as he clings onto him.)]
Albert... Talk to me. Please.
[He sounds as desperate as he feels, and he's sure Albert can feel his fear through their bond, can sense the trepidation. He so desperately hope it's nothing, just more silly, outdated Victorian nonsense, but...
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His words catch in his throat, as it sinks in just how little he knows about Albert. There are things he knows about - his status, being in the military, his brothers, but... There's so many secrets, too. How many things has he kept hidden from him?
And why? What is he so afraid of Mitsuki knowing? What has he done that he sees as being unforgiveable?
(What if it really is something Mitsuki can't forgive? What if he loses Albert? The thought is horrifying, painful, and he feels his eyes stinging as he clings onto him.)]
Albert... Talk to me. Please.
[He sounds as desperate as he feels, and he's sure Albert can feel his fear through their bond, can sense the trepidation. He so desperately hope it's nothing, just more silly, outdated Victorian nonsense, but...
But...
He can't be so sure. Not after what he saw.]