He didn't want to hear her say them. They weren't hers to say! He twitched, uncomfortable with her touching him like this. No one was meant to touch him like this. Only... his mother ever had. He wanted to shove her away. Why couldn't he?!

He had finally a little relief as her knife finally pulled away, but it didn't help the growing pain in his chest, as his emotions started to well up.

Her words hurt. They hurt. He didn't let things like that hurt him... but... it hurt. He... he did... he did still l-love his mother, didn't he? His mind felt torn in two. He wasn't ready to face this. He was still learning that maybe... just maybe demons could feel these things.

He let out a choking sound through the gag, his brows furrowing as he winced.