Go ahead, Quiorra-chan. I can feel how much you want to.
Ulquiorra closed his eyes against the voice in his head, and the sickening urge to do so much more harm that twisted in his stomach. Nel's voice and hand barely registered, and he spared her only a brief glance.
Stay out of this, he thought, in response to both of them. Then answered, to L, “You're my only family,” he hesitated for a second, before letting L go, slowly, and watching him drop to the floor, weak, and only just conscious, “and I am not like you.”
He turned, putting his hands back into his pockets and ignoring the call for his attention coming from inside his own head. The Hollow wanted to talk, but it could wait, for now. He left L on the floor, and didn't look back as he slipped away from Nel in a deft movement and headed off in the direction of his room.
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Ulquiorra closed his eyes against the voice in his head, and the sickening urge to do so much more harm that twisted in his stomach. Nel's voice and hand barely registered, and he spared her only a brief glance.
Stay out of this, he thought, in response to both of them. Then answered, to L, “You're my only family,” he hesitated for a second, before letting L go, slowly, and watching him drop to the floor, weak, and only just conscious, “and I am not like you.”
He turned, putting his hands back into his pockets and ignoring the call for his attention coming from inside his own head. The Hollow wanted to talk, but it could wait, for now. He left L on the floor, and didn't look back as he slipped away from Nel in a deft movement and headed off in the direction of his room.
He needed time to think.