[ he's afraid all the information he's letting out is not helping their confusion, or his own, for that matter, and he breathes out, shoulder sagging even as his mother brushes her fingers over his robes. ]
He... did. But... I don't understand how he could. He's been there all my life, and... he's lied about everything.
[ that part is what hurts the most. and he can't even bring himself to hate him, even when he wants to, when he wants some sort of scapegoat to make himself feel slightly better, at least. but it all blew up in their faces, and while it seems to have been the end of it, at what cost? his uncle did it all for selfish reasons instead of owing up to his own mistakes... kept putting his foot further and further in the grave, at least from Jin Ling's perspective after hearing the whole story. ]
Because I was following Xiānzǐ, and I saw them, and—
[ he goes quiet at her mother's last question, eyes widening a little, and he looks conflicted for about half a second before he just shakes his head. ]
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He... did. But... I don't understand how he could. He's been there all my life, and... he's lied about everything.
[ that part is what hurts the most. and he can't even bring himself to hate him, even when he wants to, when he wants some sort of scapegoat to make himself feel slightly better, at least. but it all blew up in their faces, and while it seems to have been the end of it, at what cost? his uncle did it all for selfish reasons instead of owing up to his own mistakes... kept putting his foot further and further in the grave, at least from Jin Ling's perspective after hearing the whole story. ]
Because I was following Xiānzǐ, and I saw them, and—
[ he goes quiet at her mother's last question, eyes widening a little, and he looks conflicted for about half a second before he just shakes his head. ]
No...