[Rex doesn't say anything for once, not with his tongue.
When he hands over his, well, hand, he offers Mark a puzzled expression. The lines between his brows, accompanied by the fear in his eyes, tell the other boy everything he needs to know.
Rex is not used to being cared for, and as a result, he's learned to do it all by himself. He's gotten lazy these past four years, in part because Eve has never slacked. She has worked relentlessly, on the battlefield and off, to give her heart and soul to anyone who needed the help.
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When he hands over his, well, hand, he offers Mark a puzzled expression. The lines between his brows, accompanied by the fear in his eyes, tell the other boy everything he needs to know.
Rex is not used to being cared for, and as a result, he's learned to do it all by himself. He's gotten lazy these past four years, in part because Eve has never slacked. She has worked relentlessly, on the battlefield and off, to give her heart and soul to anyone who needed the help.
And needed it he did.
But he wore her out and then screwed her over.]