[He listens with his chin down, eyes fixed on a spot near Break's shoulder without actually looking him right in the eye. It hadn't just been sitting and watching, he wants to interject. It had been so much more than that, but he knows that Break already understands all of that, and Oz doesn't need to hear it. His young master can see it written on his face already, he doesn't need to hear about the years spent in Pandora, finding ways to use the Nightray family for his own gains. The shame that had accompanied it all.
Break's next words bring a rush of nostalgia, even more painful than the memories of Pandora and the nobility. For a second he sees Elliot's face again, scared, pained and confused, his sister's head still warm on the ground at the bottom of the stairs. Gilbert had defended him then, and been wrong. Break was always right. But he still hadn't regretted his decision to stand up for his little brother, even now a world away where he's alive.
But he blinks and all at once Elliot's face is replaced with Oz's, and he snaps back into himself.]
Break -
[He steps forward, one arm raised angrily as though ready to swing out at Break's face.]
There's no reason to bring this up right now - so let him go!
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Break's next words bring a rush of nostalgia, even more painful than the memories of Pandora and the nobility. For a second he sees Elliot's face again, scared, pained and confused, his sister's head still warm on the ground at the bottom of the stairs. Gilbert had defended him then, and been wrong. Break was always right. But he still hadn't regretted his decision to stand up for his little brother, even now a world away where he's alive.
But he blinks and all at once Elliot's face is replaced with Oz's, and he snaps back into himself.]
Break -
[He steps forward, one arm raised angrily as though ready to swing out at Break's face.]
There's no reason to bring this up right now - so let him go!
[Even though...he does wonder.]