Your eyes are the size of the moon

With Hanako it had always been her submission that drew him to her, though somehow seeing her cowed and empty of fight upon the sand made him only angrier. The shame of what he'd done grasped at him though there was no way he could backtrack now, giving into the guilt might make Hana feel better but it would make Az feel a hell of a lot worse. He couldn't afford to fall into self-hate and so it was easier to just hate everyone else. He could hate Hana for making him do this to her. He could hate Venom for falling in love with someone else. It was overwhelming and painful, and he felt as if he was being torn in two.

"Get up." He spat, lifting his paw from her muzzle and stepping off to the side to give her room. "You want to go home, fine, go home." Fighting against his concern for her he managed to somewhat ignore her hacking, shutting his eyes hard and turning his head towards the sea. His toes flexed, his claws digging furrows in the sand. Soon she'd get up, he'd hear her leave, and once she was gone he could begin to deal with the consequences of his wrath alone.

A shadow passed over him and he knew it to be Diablo, his bat. While he had no specific fondness for the creature, he could at least appreciate it's absolute loyalty. "Diablo, see her home and if the rapist returns, get my father." The chances of her running into that particular stranger again were so low they were nearly entirely below Azure's radar, though the sadist in him needed her to hear how little he wanted to care. If she ran in trouble out there on her own, he was not coming to her rescue.