Maybe she's right. Maybe she's wrong. Who knows what he was really "supposed" to do?
But he does know one thing: she didn't deserve this. She was a bystander, caught in the fray. A friend, and related to Tsuna in no other way than that. She shouldn't be caught up in his issues.
A flame alights on Tsuna's forehead, and his eyes, though still tired, look to be harder, more determined, now. He holds his hands in front of him, toward the wall opposing the door, and begins to charge an attack.
no subject
Maybe she's right. Maybe she's wrong. Who knows what he was really "supposed" to do?
But he does know one thing: she didn't deserve this. She was a bystander, caught in the fray. A friend, and related to Tsuna in no other way than that. She shouldn't be caught up in his issues.
A flame alights on Tsuna's forehead, and his eyes, though still tired, look to be harder, more determined, now. He holds his hands in front of him, toward the wall opposing the door, and begins to charge an attack.
To Jane:]
Stand behind me.