[Yuan didn't know what sort of response he was expecting. Only potential responses he could scratch off the list. He knew she wouldn't lose her temper, because she simply isn't like that. He knew she wouldn't condone what they've done in any way, because this is the sort of thing that isn't supposed to be condoned.
But this... Such a vague, almost bitter response... That's the sort of thing he was fearing the most.]
No. ... We envisioned some sort of... impossible utopia. A perfect world, without any kind of strife or pain. This is nothing like that.
[He's still staring down at his knees, his hands entwining with each other to the point where it may almost seem like he's praying.]
... I can't even begin to apologize for what we did. All the hopes and dreams we used to have... We lost track of everything.
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But this... Such a vague, almost bitter response... That's the sort of thing he was fearing the most.]
No. ... We envisioned some sort of... impossible utopia. A perfect world, without any kind of strife or pain. This is nothing like that.
[He's still staring down at his knees, his hands entwining with each other to the point where it may almost seem like he's praying.]
... I can't even begin to apologize for what we did. All the hopes and dreams we used to have... We lost track of everything.