[He almost wishes he would. That would make it easier, in a way. Because it really is laughable, isn't it? Forgetting and being reminded, or sometimes just told the way it was, or at least how it should've been. Forgetting his life, his family, all the things that should've made him who he is today and dismissing its absence until it stared him straight on with a face exactly like his.

But Rinne is nowhere near as cruel as he makes himself out to be, and all his mercy is as suffocating as those threads around his throat. Perhaps it's for the best, though.]

I told him immediately. The way he looked at me... [A gaze so pure, unwavering, blistering with expectation.] It wasn't something I could feign my way through. He would've figured it out, so I told him.

[He knew from the start he didn't want to hurt Kaname any more than this. It was the easiest way to let him down.]

... I can't say he doesn't mind, but he's been as forgiving as anyone could.