( as soon as the knock on the door entered her ear range, she turned to look at the door with a frown. she turned back and shut her eyes with a pout… until she heard sobs from behind the door… why was he crying? in response, she slowly walked to the door and opened it, noticing the italian crying before her. she frowned before she placed a hand upon his cheek delicately. )
… Luigi. Please, tell me what’s wrong.
(Luigi continued to sob, and flinched at the contact on his cheek— the images flashed before his eyes again, not again, oh man— please… don’t let this… she’s going to do the same thing, she seriously is, and he’s going to suffer the consequences and he couldn’t escape this ever and everything was just going wrong why oh why was everything going wrong—
He stiffened, shoving his face into his hands, crying hard, and managing to speak in jointed English, without even realizing what he was saying—)
S-stop… y-you just… stop…
…
(Slowly he started to come to his senses, and he realized what he just said, what he was doing, just lying there in a curled up ball, and he just sobbed out more words, this time knowing exactly what he was saying.)
… I just… mess everything up… I should just leave…
