"You aren't a burden, Shouzou," she said softly, placing a hand on his. "You are the roots. The tree doesn't complain that the roots are old; it knows it can't stand without them."
"You aren't a burden, Shouzou," she said softly, placing a hand on his. "You are the roots. The tree doesn't complain that the roots are old; it knows it can't stand without them."