[ That just sends a bolt of cold anger through him. All those tattoos representing someone else's sins that they thought they could just brush off on someone else and live without the weight of them. As if it were that easy. ]
That's not how it works. You can't just-- push all your sins on someone else and forget about them? They don't vanish just because you pretend you gave them to someone else?
[ His hand rises to curl into Tsukasa's hair, brushing through it when he tucks himself closer. ]
... People who hide away their sins and let them fester - whether it's because they're scared of them, or don't know what to do with them anymore, or have convinced themselves they can't escape them... or because they just don't care, and think they're above them somehow. Those people are the kinds of people who have Palaces.
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That's not how it works. You can't just-- push all your sins on someone else and forget about them? They don't vanish just because you pretend you gave them to someone else?
[ His hand rises to curl into Tsukasa's hair, brushing through it when he tucks himself closer. ]
... People who hide away their sins and let them fester - whether it's because they're scared of them, or don't know what to do with them anymore, or have convinced themselves they can't escape them... or because they just don't care, and think they're above them somehow. Those people are the kinds of people who have Palaces.