He was almost motionless, but for his shudding breath as Laharl tried to collect himself together. In and out, slowly his breathing settled a bit, with a pause to swallow a lump from his throat, but was interupted by a choke and a slight sniff.

"I should have known..." Laharl said suddenly, a slight bitter chuckling following it. He pushed himself back to sit up, pausing it bring up his hand to his cheek. Ah. A tear.

A huff, and another bitter laugh. "It was too damn good to be true," he said, voice cracking slightly and till he choked up a bit again.

He hurt, he felt angry and yet... also just blank. And also just... he felt stupid. So very stupid to being tricked so easily. He was stil so weak at times. She'd been so real...