[It took him as long as Rose felt she could speak that Takame could even hear her. A response didn't come immediately, though he knew there was obviously no denying it. He couldn't speak. Couldn't get anything out. What he could manage between exhausted heaving as he kept running was one weak word.]
... Yes. [It was a fact. It could not be changed. He could do nothing about it. And he expected distrust.
He would have if he didn't have his mind set even more firmly on escape.]
At the least... [His voice gave out on the last word, but he continued coherently. Eerily so given the circumstance.] ... pray allow me to see you to safety.
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... Yes. [It was a fact. It could not be changed. He could do nothing about it. And he expected distrust.
He would have if he didn't have his mind set even more firmly on escape.]
At the least... [His voice gave out on the last word, but he continued coherently. Eerily so given the circumstance.] ... pray allow me to see you to safety.