[Lloyd will probably regret some of those words later on, but right now he's hurting too much to care what kind of damage he might have inflicted by lashing out like that. When Kratos stumbles away, he turns his back.
He doesn't care. He doesn't. He should've known how Kratos felt about him anyway. If the seraph had cared about him at all, he wouldn't have betrayed Lloyd in the first place. And if Kratos was his father...
No. No, that had to be a lie. With every fiber of his being, Lloyd fights back against that idea. It's too much. He can't handle everything that that would mean. His own father...
Wrapping his anger back around himself, Lloyd scrubs his eyes to get rid of tears that aren't there. It's easier to fume and call Kratos a jerk.
He never looks back as he storms away from the plaza.]
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He doesn't care. He doesn't. He should've known how Kratos felt about him anyway. If the seraph had cared about him at all, he wouldn't have betrayed Lloyd in the first place. And if Kratos was his father...
No. No, that had to be a lie. With every fiber of his being, Lloyd fights back against that idea. It's too much. He can't handle everything that that would mean. His own father...
Wrapping his anger back around himself, Lloyd scrubs his eyes to get rid of tears that aren't there. It's easier to fume and call Kratos a jerk.
He never looks back as he storms away from the plaza.]