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❝I’m afraid to confront both, I’m really a shameful person…❞ As for what awaited her was a nightmare, a reality she and everyone who got massacred probably deserved and in this city— she was useless, failing to a promise that attained her life to the leader that probably betrayed them. Even now she didn’t want to accept those possibilities.

`` Is that so? ``

Toyohisa is not a man blind to the plight of others, no matter how alien or foreign they may be in comparison to himself; he, too, possessed limited options in the very same dilemma. Whether or not he remained or Hive City or took his chances and accepted the vague proposition offered by the scientists, he had already doomed himself, either by inaction or falling for trickery and deception.

Though they had not known each other long, the samurai felt a connection to the feminine warrior, no matter how meek or ill-developed it be. Briefly, he contemplated the consequences of his actions, and as he looked at the other and listened to her words, he stopped treating her as a stranger and as one of his own -- a soldier, a warrior, and a friend on the battlefield. Toyohisa stepped closer, footfalls weighing heavily on the asphalt beneath them, and in a bold gesture, he simply rest a comforting hand on her shoulder.

`` There's nothing wrong with being afraid, so long as you don't let it change you. Everyone is afraid of something, at some point, as damnable as it is. ``