Oh, that? This is somewhat embaressing - I hope you don't judge me too harshly.

[That. ♥

A wave of his hand, a sheepish glance away and a soft exhale - as if the whole ordeal is a struggle to voice.]

I've often been told that I'm a sensitive person. There's a video game I played in my reality - an arcade shooter. While I find it fun, the kills wore heavy on my heart. Even though they're fictional, I can't stand the thought of them dying at my own hand and I believe that's translated to this form.