Airi's frown deepened as Victor laughed, before mockingly admitting to the cruelty of his actions. Worst of all, he wouldn't look at her, but rather made himself busy with the sleeves of his elegant tux, as if it were far more interesting than anything she could have to say. "It was pointless, and completely beneath you," Airi said, her voice strangely calm despite her anger and frazzled nerves. She watched him closely as he spoke again, but there was nothing to see. No emotion in his beautiful face and Airlia felt a strange and unwelcomed sense of loss.

"Victor, look at me." She didn't know why she said it, she had no idea what she was doing or why, the girl had stopped listening to her brain the moment she had happened upon him in the clearing... Perhaps before that...