. . . Huh. Part two.
Legundo POV
> Loony POV
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It would be much, much easier if he could feel the same as who he is inside. It would make everything so much better, really, for all of them. But there is a secret that he hates about himself, a fact that contradicts lots of things in him.
Loony is, in the lightest words, a coward.
That's not something that someone else can tell, with all the preparation he has done and all the blood that he has spilled, but he himself, deep in his chest, knows it.
He is too paranoid for someone who has every opportunity to run away. He is too prepared for someone who can do a lot of damage with a butter knife.
He can't even look Legundo in the eyes. He can't even look him in the eyes, and he is somehow supposed to call himself brave.
It would be great if Loony was a monster. If he thought that what he is doing is right, if he was so sure in his goal that he would be calm, steady. If lying wasn't so goddamn hard. But he isn't, and it is, and he lies to Legundo again while feeling how it leaves a mark on his (still not fully rotten, somehow still alive, and that's why aching) heart.
Loony is afraid, so he makes bases no one can find and farms no one apart from him will use. But right now, he is going home.
He wants to say that all of this was for safety — and he does, he does say that, he did say that already. Both of them tried to be smart, but they didn't think about the consequences, so even though they were successful in the massacre (he, he was successful, he was the one with a sword) they both ended up regretting it. When he took Legundo's hand to take him to their base, he felt how it was shaking, and his scream was still fresh in the air, not leaving even after everything ended. It wounded Loony, in a way. This scream hurt. But it was hard to concentrate on it when he grasped his palm and he felt that was shaking as well.
They need to relocate. Right now, and quick.
So he finally gets to the entrance, and for a moment he sees how Legs's shoulders tense, but then he turns around and he gets more relaxed.
Loony is cursed with fidelity that will kill him. Loony did it to himself, he always took everything way too serious, and maybe that's the problem — he never could take anything lighter, and now he is stuck between his burned hand and his cruel role.
Legundo looks at him, and Loony knows that he will kill him, sooner or later, and he knows that Legundo probably knows that.
He hopes Legs knows that he is sorry too.
