Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170213235458/@comment-28412230-20170214215352

Usakii wrote: Cardinal's sombre expression slowly melted away into hiccups and sobs, suddenly breaking down as she raced towards Maxwell, crying into his overcoat while Quail watched, confused.

"D-dad, why did Big Sis Finch have to leave..?! Was it my fault? Did she hate me so much that she had to leave without saying goodbye?"

The little girl aggressively shook him, as if demanding an answer. Still thinking that death was a choice.

''Cardinal's sudden explosion of sadness wrenched his heart. Maxwell hated to see children cry - considering he was a father, afterall; he instinctively pulled the distraught adolescent in a warm, reassuring hug, while rubbing his hand along her small back. ''

He understood this situation completely - and with the inclusion of Cardinal's age, the scenario the older man is in was extra heartbreaking.

"She doesn't hate you, sweetheart," Maxie began, his voice comforting and smooth, "Nor was your fault. She loves you very much; if it makes you feel a little easy, she didn't say farewell to us either."

''The more this conversation carried on, more memories kept flooding in his mind. Now he knew why he was convicted. He was the reason that his wife and several of his family were massacred. His frustrations were the reason his son was beaten to a pulp.''

It all made sense now.

The older man continued, his voice drastically coated with melancholy, "I understand if you're sad, Cardinal; it's difficult. It really is, but we'll always remember Finch for the memories we have of her, and that she is with us," Maxie gently pushed the girl away from him slightly, pointing his index finger against his skull, "In here."