âItâs not that i justâŚâ Why, why was he being nice to her all of a sudden.. snapping her eyes shut, for some reason she didnât want to see that look on his face. He was probably mocking her. Angry. Angry that because of her he had been thrown off course, and now, she was delaying him. âIâŚâ She places her free hand against his chest, turning her head away. eyes still screwed shut.
Even if he wiped them away, they kept coming, she was fighting a losing battle, one with herself. Trying to force her mood back up was no easy task. Why, why did he see right through her, why did he CARE. âIâm⌠not who you think i am.â The hand pressed against the others chest curled tightly around the fabric of his clothing. âIâm not some innocent little human girl who became a goddess. I am a monster. But, that doesnât matter. There are things, you donât understand. IâŚâ
She takes a deep breath, trying to calm down. âI⌠i do what i do because i want to make up for what i havenât done. And for what iâve done in the past. I had one friend, and i lost her in the war. It was my fault. Ever since then, Nothing about myself mattered. I was just, always happy in the villagers eyes. Thats all i needed.â She turns her head back, but doesnât look him in the eye. âAll you saw, was a moment of weakness. Thats all.. everything else doesnât matter.â
âNothing about me ever should.â
   His expression softened for a MERE SECOND & he averted his golden eyes for a brief moment, before he turned back to her & appeared to be slightly pissed off. â Things I donât understand. Forgive my language, but donât give me that bullshit. â Ashiya spat & used foul langauge - what was a VERY unlikely thing for him to do. Unless something serious was going on. A MEANINGLESS smile formed on his lips & he appeared to be both saddened & pissed off at the same time.
   â Youâre telling someone who lived for over 1500 years that they âsimply donât get itâ? Youâre telling a Demon that YOU are the monster? â He said & tightened his grasp on her wrist. â If anyone is the monster here. It would be me. If anyone wouldnât matter, it would be me. Ilibis, please, donât give me that crap. Iâm responsible for far more deaths and so much more than you, okay? Compared to me, â He placed one of his hands on her cheek & for a second looked TRULY saddened, â Youâre the most perfect person in this entire, FILTHY world. â But then, why wasnât HE sorry about what he did? He didnât regret a SINGLE THING - not the deaths, the screams, the fires - absolutely NOTHING.
   In fact, he wouldnât even MIND doing the same things over and over again.