Blackfeather Woods we would say anything just to hear what we want, right or wrong

It seems like that's the wrong thing to say, from the way Taikon hesitates over his response. Zephyr isn't sure he has the energy to care at first. It doesn't take long for the guilt to settle over him and banish all hope of maintaining his apathy. No matter how hard he tries, it's impossible to avoid caring. He sighs again, this time soft and regretful. Yeah, we are... His gaze drops. I'm sorry I didn't check on you. I wasn't... I didn't want to make you feel worse. I wasn't ready. But for once it's glaringly obvious how selfish, how ugly that statement would be; for once, he can't help but notice his own thorns, and the way they cut into those around him.