Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-36459171-20191206011638/@comment-36459171-20191212012938

Kars was aware that Old Woman would definitely have something to say about them together, seeing as she always had something to say about him alone. He knew she regarded him as a burden, one who should be ostracized, and yet he couldn't help but feel a little bit smug that he'd turned the tables on her. He had fallen behind her as well as Genji and Esidisi, as she had insisted that she walk by herself despite her limp. To say the least, he underestimated her healing time, despite knowing of her condition. Nonetheless, he made his best efforts to keep her comfy while her leg healed.

He glanced again towards Genji and Esidisi, seeing their hands intertwined as the two glanced towards each other with nothing but pure joy written on their faces. He wouldn't of believed that the Pillar Man would've fallen for the human, knowing that time ago he had despised him, and now they were companions. He couldn't doubt the human's capability, though, despite him being physically inferior to the Pillar Men, he still possessed  a wise, yet fighting spirit that wasn't seen as a duo in many people. So long as he came to be of use, Kars had no problem with him, though he was still weary.

Seeing Abba approaching, it incited less of a negative response from him. At first, the sight of her was enough to make him lose his cool, but overtime their relationship had repaired, as she had become less obsessive and had even helped Eury a few times. "That's not on my mind right now," he responded sternly, giving her a warning look.

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Genji couldn't of been happier. He could remember clearly when Esidisi had pulled him aside and almost seemed a little nervous, contradictory to his usual confident personality. The man admitting his feelings towards the human had left him struck at first, but at that moment he too had finally come to realize his own feelings, no matter how many times he tried to reason with himself. In the time that had passed by, Genji finally felt like he could be of use. It was true that his upbringing had left him easily attatched to others, which is why he often expressed much love and care towards his companion in many different forms.

The light kiss on his forehead, as always, incited a blush from Genji. Not only did giving affection make him happy, but receiving it made him happier. He gave the man's hand a small squeeze, the familiar warmth on his skin warming his own palm,

In the months that had gone by, it was obvious that Genji had matured, both mentally and physically. His build had more muscle and strength to it, a faint but noticeable, darker tone to his skin, though even then to most he would still be considered a little pale. The features of his face had become sharper and more defined, and by then the pastel green of his hair had taken up more than half of its original color.