[It's a peculiar thing to think they once approached each other so cautiously, circling like wary fighters around the outskirts of exspheres and the Ring, and Bakura's now telling her he should have disclosed the depths of his history sooner. That's care, Raine thinks, or as much as he knows how to express it, that he doesn't want to hide from her.]
[It doesn't mean she knows what to do with what he's handed her, but that tempers it, somehow.]
[Raine picks up her coffee again. Leans against the counter.]
Do you have regrets?
[It's not an idle question, but a relatively calm one, under the circumstances.]
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[It doesn't mean she knows what to do with what he's handed her, but that tempers it, somehow.]
[Raine picks up her coffee again. Leans against the counter.]
Do you have regrets?
[It's not an idle question, but a relatively calm one, under the circumstances.]