[ Those words stuck to him like a knife through the chest. 'Kudamon isn't the problem...' So he still was the problem. No matter what he did he was still the only one to be blamed. Fine. That was fine.
His hands clenched up into tight fists and his eyes narrowed almost looking a bit fiery. If he were anymore cat like the hair on his neck would be bristling. Fine. FINE
Kudamon could feel how angry and tense was getting and frowned as he tried to pat his arm gently. He didn't want his partner to act irrationally or anything. ]
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His hands clenched up into tight fists and his eyes narrowed almost looking a bit fiery. If he were anymore cat like the hair on his neck would be bristling. Fine. FINE
Kudamon could feel how angry and tense was getting and frowned as he tried to pat his arm gently. He didn't want his partner to act irrationally or anything. ]
( Whatever. )
What are your orders then, Seifer?