I want to hug Isshiki. I really do. I feel so sad for him and it's odd that they both miss Itsuki so much. Also odd that I doubt the other one would notice that at all. It also makes me think back if I'd ever been exclusive as a child. It reminds me that those sorts of wounds may never go away. Even for people like Helena.

I like how the atmosphere is a character as much as Helena and Isshiki in this one. The darkness that she's given up on playing with, and the various tensions between herself and her environment are compelling. As is Isshiki, in his own, slightly sinister way. And Helena, with her controlled tragedy, is equally hard to read and look away from.

Kudos, Cendri.
~Sabe.