Cerulean Cape fire meet gasoline

he finds himself wincing at her words and the visible hurt written across her features. she asked questions he didn't have the answers to, and so could only offer back an apologetic "i don't know. i'm so sorry", as she looked at him with tears streaming down her face.

he wished to offer her some sort of comfort, but found himself firmly grounded in place. "it was my idea to go on the adventure", he revealed as his gaze fled to the sandy floor. he was partially to blame, for he'd been the one to invite ying to the volcano with him. if only he'd been there with her. if only he could reverse time.