Lancer was one of the few people that knew exactly what it was like to have one's heart stop and yet was still technically alive. And what do you know? It felt a lot like that. Every last bit of color drained from his face, because Sola had been hurt, lost her hand, and possibly even worse and it was all his fault because he couldn't protect her.
Kayneth was right, he was right all along, he was a worthless little puppet--his mind was running through everything in a matter of seconds, and the utter shock of it all was so much that he couldn't do anything but stare.
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Lancer was one of the few people that knew exactly what it was like to have one's heart stop and yet was still technically alive. And what do you know? It felt a lot like that. Every last bit of color drained from his face, because Sola had been hurt, lost her hand, and possibly even worse and it was all his fault because he couldn't protect her.
Kayneth was right, he was right all along, he was a worthless little puppet--his mind was running through everything in a matter of seconds, and the utter shock of it all was so much that he couldn't do anything but stare.