However, none of those rational warnings could make him coldhearted towards Haruki. None of them was able to quench the pity he felt towards Haruki.
They were only sufficient to prevent him from pulling Haruki into his arms. They held him back from giving the man comfort, they held him back from stepping closer into Haruki's personal space.
"Do you need my help?" Hiroshi blurted out before he could stop himself. He said those words as fast as the thought came to his mind. Maybe he could do something, just anything to help Haruki. When Haruki didn't respond, he asked, "What do you want me to do to help?"
Finally, he got Haruki's attention as Haruki turned to him and met his gaze. His black eyes stared intently before his lips curved up into a smile that didn't get to his blank expressionless eyes.
"What?" Haruki asked as though he hadn't heard what Haruki said.
