“ I CAN’T judge. ” It comes quietly, soft as if it was meant to be reassuring, but there was regret lined just beneath the surface. “ It’s always easier to move on when you don’t have anyone or anything to look back to. ” Donna sighs then, forlorn, “ It’s a lonely way to live, though. ” Not that she’s ever really alone.
She looks up at his face finally, her gaze studious, seeking satisfaction for curiosity, but everything about him doesn’t seem to feel right. A bad feeling in the gut that she can’t place, but she tries to not let it show.
“ —- But you don’t seem to be the type to be bothered too greatly by loneliness. ”
“After a while… you get used to it.” A truth if he’d ever said one in his life. He once had ran, but after a while, he had ( in his own way ) boxed himself into a small room, and while it had two specific exits… he chose the one that was easier. Not just for him, but everyone else, and it seemed that the more time that past… the less he managed to feel attached to anything.
Not that it mattered much now. Due to the fact the best ( or possibly worst ) thing Ky could possibly do was distance himself from everyone. That way, he wouldn’t have to worry about ‘unexpected’ visitors – mainly his family – ruining his plans or even disturbing whoever he just happened to be with or even near. “
When you have… family like mine? It’s easier to keep your schedule clear.” He gave a shrug “More or less.”