[ Dearest chevalier... what a punch to the stomach after so many, but Hei's mask is firmly in place, watching, willing Saya to choose to live rather than die. Zero has done more in minutes then he has in days. He can't begrudge another for doing what he can't. He's too pragmatic. But his mask does crumble with the tears, with the heated exchange. If she can still feel that much...
His fists unclench as he takes a step forward, coming out of the shadow he had been standing in to give Zero room, to act as a sentinel, her final witness. It's what he owed her, what he owed himself. He kept his promises. ]
Saya... [ his jaw tightened, holding back the words. He never wanted to see her like this, he never wanted to see her die. ]