✁ - - "Who gives a damn?" the psychopath repeated, raising an eyebrow as if the rhetorical question wasn't as rhetorical as intended. "Kaede is a bit too far gone to care, I suppose, but nevertheless... his ramblings do hold a core of what he used to be, I'd say. Collen is a bit better, though also more bitter, I should mention. Worse than before in that sense. They obviously give a damn and honestly, someone who doesn't after hearing their cries at night doesn't have a heart."
Needless to say, Naveed himself didn't care about such trivial matters. Their cries were some of the many, but he was rather certain that those tragic tales of betrayal were touching to others in a way nothing was to him. Those foolish lines, he could recite them all if he so wished. About women, about hanging, about kittens, about hating and forgetting and caring. Among other things. If anything, it was remarkable how much they had been able to do without Naveed's interference so far. That had changed, however. Rhys had left two lonely, broken kitties for the raven to pick up and play with as he liked. Gone was the possessiveness.
"You made them believe they were special and now run away from your responsibilities," Naveed concluded in his sultry voice, a smug smile gracing his features. No matter what the other tried to tell himself, he couldn't escape the blame.
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