[ ooohhh THIS DOES NOT HELP i mean it helps because it's hulkenberg. it helps because there's someone here to be angry with, there's someone here that he loves and trusts as close as someone you could consider family ( "i can't cook for shit, so, better you than me. "you'll be in charge of the dishes, then." that's the trouble with the kind of person strohl is - when he dedicates himself wholeheartedly, he dedicates himself wholeheartedly, and it comes crashing, crashing down.)

but hearing the full story makes him see red again, and he takes a deep, deep breath, leaning harder into his fist against the wall. ]

The rabbit is his - ability. [ he manages, through grit teeth, first - that first. he liked fushiguro, too, but that's not as cutting as vi's death, which feels like ripping his heart out all over again. ] I think. The rabbit was with him after. That.

[ another sharp, hard breath through his nose. ]

Of course it wasn't an accident. [ half snarled. ] I'm going to find whoever did this, and there'll be hell to pay.