[Darin's gaze falls to Shiro's prosthetic. Shiro was so uncomfortable about it...did they do that to him? Did the people who turned such a good man into a weapon take his arm?]
[He doesn't realize it, as his own thoughts are focused inward, but the air around him has suddenly grown heavy. The thought of his friend, possibly his best friend, being turned and used into something like him?]
[If he ever found who did this, he'd tear them limb from limb.]
[Then, all at once, the weight in the air, the pressure is lifted. Darin's sharp green eyes meet Shiro's gaze.]
What if...what if I start to falter? What if I start to become like my brother..?
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[He doesn't realize it, as his own thoughts are focused inward, but the air around him has suddenly grown heavy. The thought of his friend, possibly his best friend, being turned and used into something like him?]
[If he ever found who did this, he'd tear them limb from limb.]
[Then, all at once, the weight in the air, the pressure is lifted. Darin's sharp green eyes meet Shiro's gaze.]
What if...what if I start to falter? What if I start to become like my brother..?
...Will you stop me?