[Omori's eyes fall to the arm. Sunny's kept it covered with long sleeves, for the most part, since it happened; Omori has felt infinitely more shame - not argued this. But tonight, he'd rushed into a t-shirt and shorts on his way to find Adam.
[He cradles the arm; glares at it. Something stews deep inside of him. It's Aubrey's fault for pushing him away, and Sunny's fault for being weak, even Adam's fault for throwing him off course, but...
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[He cradles the arm; glares at it. Something stews deep inside of him. It's Aubrey's fault for pushing him away, and Sunny's fault for being weak, even Adam's fault for throwing him off course, but...
[No. Omori knows that the blame is his.]
Wolves. [He couldn't beat them.]