[kiera recalls luca dying in their arms not so long ago, after he told them endlessly that he would revive in an instant. they also remember a conversation the two of them had -- possibly over a year ago, here. how deep in despair luca has been over the years...
... their muscles slacken once more, and they're hit with a tidal wave of regret, seeing luca once again draw into himself. between their guilt and the shock of everything, their hand trembles slightly as they lay it on the bar once more, palm up. he doesn't have to take it if he's no longer willing.]
... I'm sorry. This is all... a lot, but I'm being selfish. What do you need from me?
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... their muscles slacken once more, and they're hit with a tidal wave of regret, seeing luca once again draw into himself. between their guilt and the shock of everything, their hand trembles slightly as they lay it on the bar once more, palm up. he doesn't have to take it if he's no longer willing.]
... I'm sorry. This is all... a lot, but I'm being selfish. What do you need from me?