Kuai sat up, and Tomas felt himself go cold. He was absolutely covered in bruises, his lip swollen and red. His eyes were hazy from pain, and Tomas didnât know what else to say.
âUm,â Kuai started, his voice rough and raw, almost like it was sore. âThings didnât go to plan⊠On the mission, I mean.â
âI⊠I can see that.â Tomas slowly approached, and sat down on the bed. Closer, he could see that Kuai had bandages over him. There was blood staining them, clearly whatever other wounds he had were still open. The Lin Kuei hadnât even given him stitches. âHow did this happen?â
Kuai quietly coughed, rubbing his chin.
âI attempted to get to my target, but they caught me.â He gazed down at his body with a grimace. âThey didnât hold back.â
Tomas wondered for a minute how Kuai had gotten away, and he was about to ask, until he heard a rough raw sob come from Kuaiâs mouth.
âWhy do I always do this?â Kuai cried, throwing his head in his hands. âWhy am I always fucking everything up?â His sobs got harder, gasping for breath as he did. âI canât do anything right.â
Tomas didnât know what to say. What could he possibly say? He wrapped his arm around Kuaiâs shoulders and pulled him close to him. Tomas just held Kuai there, as he wailed uncontrollably. He didnât know what to do.
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