[Nothing lasts, even the things he wishes would. Or the things he wants to make last forever. So instead of worrying about it, he tries to forget about that part. It never occurs to him what his own cruelty is. How his lack of consideration can affect others. Even now, as he's improved and tries to think first, he still lets his mouth do more damage than he could ever make up for, and more than he could ever physically inflict.]
[As far as Setsuna's concerned, his earlier words were a blanket permission. He's too simple to worry about much else. Setsuna tilts his head, giving his neck willingly to Saya.]
[He does notice the difference, not despite being unobservant, but because he observes everything Saya does, and is well aware of how her feeding usually feels. This is hurried, desperate, and Setsuna attributes that to how hungry she must be. It pangs him to think of how long she must have gone without a meal.]
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[As far as Setsuna's concerned, his earlier words were a blanket permission. He's too simple to worry about much else. Setsuna tilts his head, giving his neck willingly to Saya.]
[He does notice the difference, not despite being unobservant, but because he observes everything Saya does, and is well aware of how her feeding usually feels. This is hurried, desperate, and Setsuna attributes that to how hungry she must be. It pangs him to think of how long she must have gone without a meal.]
Saya...I'm so sorry.