█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ  SERIOUSLY ?! Gray quickly encompassed an agitated discomposure as he stood there in a state of regretful bewilderment. The pad of his palm immediately coalesced against the prone flesh of his forehead, leaving a reddened IMPRINT in its residue as he consciously twitched an eyebrow in blatant irritation.

     ( Because out of all people, it was CANA he disappoints. &&. Gray’s stomach lurched with how brittle he feels, how fractured; split asunder like matter within back holes, candle wax melting beneath the heat of its sullen ignition. )

      ❝ N…No! Ya don’t get it—- ❞ He stammered in a frantic defense to reassure her otherwise. Even so, Gray found himself WITHOUT a source of logic to lead him out of this predicament he unintentionally placed himself in. 

                          ❝ I was jus’ — tryna protect Juvia’s innocence, is all… ❞