He's here. He's... he's still here. Mituna. He was allowed to keep him. He wasn't taken away, he isn't gone. Messiahs forgave him.
His face twists and he feels raw and bare as if he were without paint. And then he's moving. He rushes forward and drops to his knees before him. His arms wrap around tight, the chain bumping against Mituna's back. He buries his face into the other troll.
The words don't come easy, but once they do, they slip out in a rush,"I'M SORRY, I'm sorry, FORGIVE ME of my sin, I should've found you sooner, MOTHERFUCKER YOU SHOULD NEVER ALL HAVE BEEN HURT, I'm sorry."
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His face twists and he feels raw and bare as if he were without paint. And then he's moving. He rushes forward and drops to his knees before him. His arms wrap around tight, the chain bumping against Mituna's back. He buries his face into the other troll.
The words don't come easy, but once they do, they slip out in a rush,"I'M SORRY, I'm sorry, FORGIVE ME of my sin, I should've found you sooner, MOTHERFUCKER YOU SHOULD NEVER ALL HAVE BEEN HURT, I'm sorry."