[ Natsuno doesn't particularly care. Of course, he does watch as his denizen dies - ironically enough being staked - but he can't feel a single thing for it. Heck, he would've done the same as the minions did to Dracula, given the chance, especially with how much he hates vampires by now. Even if he wasn't exactly the same as a Shiki, it's the same thing.
So he doesn't bother lingering for long. It's not his past. It's not him. It's nobody he cares about, it's even someone he could dislike. So he shrugs to himself, instead turning to look if he can find anyone else around once he's viewed his denizen's corpse. ]
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So he doesn't bother lingering for long. It's not his past. It's not him. It's nobody he cares about, it's even someone he could dislike. So he shrugs to himself, instead turning to look if he can find anyone else around once he's viewed his denizen's corpse. ]