[To say that Shun is not amused with suddenly hearing those urging whispers after months of nothing would be an understatement. (The last few weeks weight heavy, the infection and then the memories he's recovered, and now losing his best friend to the Fog.)
It doesn't take much until he snaps back:]
It's been months since you offered even a word. Why the hell should I do anything for you now?
Early June
It doesn't take much until he snaps back:]
It's been months since you offered even a word. Why the hell should I do anything for you now?