Caelestis looked at him. He wasn't sure what to say, yet his lips parted and uttered to most viable thing that can be said at that moment, "I have not gone through any of what you have experienced. I know nothing. But I want to understand."
"Lies!" Rage took over the best of Victor and he picked up the pocketknife on the ground and surged towards the little Caelestis.
Instead, of dodging the attack, he simply blocked it with his palm. The knife had passed through his little palm and blood gauged out of the wound. He hissed in pain but gulped his scream in.
Victor thought he might just dodge the attack, but he didn't and now he had truly hurt someone, so badly that the blood wouldn't stop gushing out of it. "I'm sorry." He uttered, his eyes filled with tears and his legs lost its strength from fear, making him fall on the floor.
Caelestis kelt in front of him and patted on Victor's shoulders with his other hand. "It's okay. I won't tell anyone."
