"Heh,yeah she shook you. Sorry. Let's just get you cleaned up in my room." He said gently,stroking her head lovingly. He was already walking to his room.

Clarity was still pacing in her own,expecting Akira to come back.

she nodded, resting her head a bit.

He gently rubbed behind her ears as he went into his room and closed the door with his back.

she purred softly.

He smiled, glad to hear the sound. But he still felt more miserable than before. First he can't trust his mother's words and now his dead ex come back was trying to use him.

well she hoped she could make him feel better.

Probably not for a while, but he took her to the side bathroom of the room and carefully started gently cleaning her fur of the blood.

she let him. quietly.

He tried to look fine but his eyes betrayed how he was starting to feel...depressed. He couldn't protect his sister, trust his mothers words, his ex was using his body and their home was gone. Suprising he had been able to help keep the others safe and been able to help them keep going when he himself was struggling just the same inside.

Akira couldn't help but feel all of this was...her fault. Maybe if she never met them, they wouldn't have had to go through any of this.