[Had Seto been able to engage in this conversation, he would have detested the backhanded compliments being doled out to the memory of the spirit. It was an awkward position to be in, one part awe, and one part revulsion. Having his heart shattered helped him save his relationship with his brother, and make a necessary course correction- but he hated the vulnerability.
Most of all, he hated the feeling of being indebted.
.. but there was no fire in those eyes now. Socketing a piece into place, there were still more to go.
It was peculiar but the spirit, with it's glowing slits where pupils should be seemed to be looking toward Parsee, acknowledging and studying her. Perhaps assessing the condition of her own heart. This was someone else who could benefit from re-examining the darkness that surrounded their soul. What would be a fitting shadow game to ensnare her with?]
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Most of all, he hated the feeling of being indebted.
.. but there was no fire in those eyes now. Socketing a piece into place, there were still more to go.
It was peculiar but the spirit, with it's glowing slits where pupils should be seemed to be looking toward Parsee, acknowledging and studying her. Perhaps assessing the condition of her own heart. This was someone else who could benefit from re-examining the darkness that surrounded their soul. What would be a fitting shadow game to ensnare her with?]