V:"......quietly I-I don't...I-I can't-"
L:"Hey. The life out there.....o-our villages...they're behind us now. Whatever happened to you before won't happen again. And I promise you, you're safe. We'll take care of you..."
V:".......y-you.....promise......?"
He looked up at them with big, sad, scared eyes.
He nodded and Logan smiled, holding out his hand
"C'mon...Patton's been baking for hours now, and I'm sure he'd be excited to meet you-plus I want to make sure you're not making yourself sick..."
Virgil hesitantly took Logan's hand and gave him a tiny, shy but genuine smile, letting Logan help him off the table and lead him over to the kitchen
He didn't respond to his question...hell it was as if he didn't even hear Roman...almost as if he was in his own head
"F-Fuck...w-w-why does he looks s-so fucking f-familiar t-to him...w-w-why does he look l-like him...w-why...why why why why-"
He kept repeating the word why for several seconds...before he slowly began to chant the words to himself..."it's my fault"
