Sangre waited a few moments until Akira told him he was okay, although the questions he asked were a bit tricky since he knew it was hard to really understand. Some people int he world were just idiotic perverts who needed a few words of advice to keep their damn hands to themselves.
Sangre shook his head and looked at Akira as he spoke. "It wasn't your fault at all. It's meant for only the person you care for, yes, but some people don't care about that. Some are just physical, and don't care about the emotion part of things. It's stupid, people who are like that deserve a bit of a hit in the head." Sangre sighed, feeling a little better knowing that Akira was alright.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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