[Whatever Kakyoin had expected, it was immediately evident by the expression on his face that was not it. It wasn't something hurt or betrayed, instead he looked as though the floor had been sharply jerked out from under him and he was internally struggling to find his footing again.]
[There was anxiety of his own similarly taking root in the pit of his stomach in a very different way--anxiety paired with the distant echo of phantom pain, and the genuine confusion of oh my god, he thinks I can really answer this-]
I...
[Where to even start? Obviously that was a sentiment he understood--one he'd seen in certain others as well. But did he really have any idea how to confront it from the other side of things?]
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[There was anxiety of his own similarly taking root in the pit of his stomach in a very different way--anxiety paired with the distant echo of phantom pain, and the genuine confusion of oh my god, he thinks I can really answer this-]
I...
[Where to even start? Obviously that was a sentiment he understood--one he'd seen in certain others as well. But did he really have any idea how to confront it from the other side of things?]