~3rd Person~

Nekoette~Tan ran out, startling Zane into stepping back.

"What is it?"

"Momma~Chan!"

Zane's eyes widened slightly.  "Wait up!" He started running after her, but knew he wasn't going to catch up.

She had an early start.

Zane -although being in great athletic shape-, still had some wounds that hurt.

His feet made slight thudding sounds; hers practically silent.

Well, mostly silent.

A scream, no, a shriek rang through the sullen air.

Zane rounded about a corner, then stopped completely, leaning against the building, watching.

Nekoette~Tan was on her knees, Kawaii~Chan's head resting in her lap.

Zane walked forward, then hesitated, torn.

'He should just let the girl mourn; she probably wants to be alone. Even that, you get away, and she won't be a burden.'

That thought dominated most of his mind.

He has done that.

He could do that again.

But then a smaller thought -his rediscovered humanity- floated up.

'Comfort her; she needs it. She is one who takes comfort in many instead of one's self. If you leave her, she will be alone, and it will weigh on your mind; for many, many years.'

That made sense.

He has never done it.

But he could.

He walked over, stepping over the bodies, then sat down, cross-legged, next to her.

"I'm...sorry.." Zane had never comforted anyone; he has been comforted.

He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder.

To his surprise, she turned her torso, hugging most of his arm.

"Thank you Zane~Kun."

{{correct me if I'm wrong ^^}}

{{also hey look I updated.

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