[ He closes his eyes when Red Son kisses below his blind one. Then he shakes his head. ]
I couldn't. [ Even as precarious as this feels, like a flyaway leaf that will soon be nothing but crunch beneath a boot, Macaque would never say that. ]
[ He kisses Red Son again, gently. ] I just... don't want to hurt you.
Re: February 16, after his fight with MK
I couldn't. [ Even as precarious as this feels, like a flyaway leaf that will soon be nothing but crunch beneath a boot, Macaque would never say that. ]
[ He kisses Red Son again, gently. ] I just... don't want to hurt you.