[She doesn't expect that sentiment or how kind of it seems, especially not on the heels of admitting that she thinks she's lucky despite all she's encountered. Mio's golden eyes widen and blink, and it takes her a moment to refind her voice. Will she truly understand love by the end of all of this? Will it hurt more top have it or to lose it? Finally, she speaks again.
[Is something he’s felt. In all his life, he thought he never would; that he’d be destined to be alone, that love would be something beyond his reach.
But those people he loved…where are they now? There’s a hole, but even without explanation the result is still there: they’re gone.
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Well, what about you?
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[Is something he’s felt. In all his life, he thought he never would; that he’d be destined to be alone, that love would be something beyond his reach.
But those people he loved…where are they now? There’s a hole, but even without explanation the result is still there: they’re gone.
Beelzebub’s face twists into a smile.]
…Is not something I’m meant for.