（ a spasm of guilt hooks in just behind her ribcage. the rational part of her knows that he's capable enough on his own, that she doesn't need to worry. it isn't like he would have been relying on her to protect him, after all. but he's — a friend, now. it's careless of her not to have known. those awful, lonely cells... he could have been killed, and she never would have known about it.

her fingers tighten on the edges of the box, making the wood creak in protest. ）

Let me know if you'd like help removing the brand. （ she has to thank kaito for that one, turning her onto the badiliscus skins to help. ） And then cursed, huh?

（ like jonas. but d, at least, doesn't smell like blood. she can't imagine how torturous that would be. ）

You aren't the first person I've heard of with such an issue. What seems to be the difficulty?