[ With his face in Jon's hostage, Mondo isn't able to move an inch. It's not about the physical kind of strength. It's about the intensity, the sincerity, the force within. The powerful blue irises capture the fearful thistle ones, not letting them run away from the pierce of justice.
What Jon says is a fair argument. It's the truth. It's the truth that it might be just his ego talking if he's doing something against Jon's will, thinking it would be do the other 'justice'. It's the truth that he wouldn't want Jon to feel real sad forever if he ever accidentally hurt him. Still, this and that are two different things.
But he keeps his mouth shut and his ears open, listening carefully to what Jon had to say next. ]
ー!
[ He shakes his head lightly, frown forming between his brows. ]
No... That's still real tough. A cat's life is still a life.
[ Losing your pet is like losing a family member. He still remember clearly how much it hurts when he lost Chuck, the sunshine of his younger days. Even now, it still hurts. Just talking about him still makes his eyes water. There's still that hole in his heart that can never be filled with anything else. It's not easy.
His hands slowly lay atop Jon's, fingers gently folding over, wrapping them warmly. ]
But that's different. You had a good intention, and only that. You treasured Goldie. You did that 'cuz you wanted to protect her. I didn't have a single good one for what I did. It was a lash out ー just 'cuz I couldn't control my own emotions. I couldn't trust the others enough. It was... something I could've prevented.
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What Jon says is a fair argument. It's the truth. It's the truth that it might be just his ego talking if he's doing something against Jon's will, thinking it would be do the other 'justice'. It's the truth that he wouldn't want Jon to feel real sad forever if he ever accidentally hurt him. Still, this and that are two different things.
But he keeps his mouth shut and his ears open, listening carefully to what Jon had to say next. ]
ー!
[ He shakes his head lightly, frown forming between his brows. ]
No... That's still real tough. A cat's life is still a life.
[ Losing your pet is like losing a family member. He still remember clearly how much it hurts when he lost Chuck, the sunshine of his younger days. Even now, it still hurts. Just talking about him still makes his eyes water. There's still that hole in his heart that can never be filled with anything else. It's not easy.
His hands slowly lay atop Jon's, fingers gently folding over, wrapping them warmly. ]
But that's different. You had a good intention, and only that. You treasured Goldie. You did that 'cuz you wanted to protect her. I didn't have a single good one for what I did. It was a lash out ー just 'cuz I couldn't control my own emotions. I couldn't trust the others enough. It was... something I could've prevented.