( His shoulders are slumped and his head is down. How could something like this happen. How could he let his friends get hurt like this. How-- He looks up at Kamui. Spain's eyes no longer have a cheerful shine. They're sharp, piercing, filled with grief and anger. )
What do you think you're doing. . . ? ( Attacking people at night. Killing them. And then disguising himself like a normal person, acting like nothing had happened. Cleaning his hands of Romano's blood--
He gets up to his feet and moves towards Kamui, trying to take his hand away from his lips. ) Stop that!
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What do you think you're doing. . . ? ( Attacking people at night. Killing them. And then disguising himself like a normal person, acting like nothing had happened. Cleaning his hands of Romano's blood--
He gets up to his feet and moves towards Kamui, trying to take his hand away from his lips. ) Stop that!