[There's a fleeting feeling of sadness when Chrono pulls away even if he isn't backing away. No one has really held him like that before and he didn't know how healing it could be. Still, he wiggles his wrist from Chrono's grip and shifts it up its their hands are intertwined. Like he wants to be there, instead of being held captive by the wrist.]

I don't know who I am anymore. Or what I am. More human than angel. Not angel enough. I think what I am on both good days and bad, they might both just be me.

[He shrugs a little.]

I do know what it's like to be a pawn at least.