You have to wish, meets the broken glass scattered across the floor, shattering whatever notions were running through his head. One hand fumbles for the dagger, much more sturdy and reliable, while the other is snatching up one of the large kitchen knives he just washed. He can apologize later if it breaks, he'll wash it well-
The wall splintering meets Maruki dashing in front of him, and a burst of panic explodes in his chest. No, no, no, it can't happen like this- There's so much he needs to do, so much he needs to say, why is Maruki getting in front of him when Akira is the one that should be protecting him-
Akechi. If he can distract whatever it is and get it away from Maruki, and just get to Akechi, there's almost no way he'll be here completely unarmed. Even if he doesn't have Robin Hood and Loki, he's still a lethal person. Surely he wouldn't let his own home be destroyed, and even if he would- Akira will do whatever it takes to get him to work together and stop whatever's attacking them. If he has to reveal the things he's kept hidden- if he has to let Akechi try and kill him- As long as Maruki doesn't suffer, it's-
A glimmer of prismatic light meets Persona, and everything slows down. Everything and nothing make sense, all at once.
He is lost because there is no explanation for it. He is lost because it calls into question everything as he understood it.
And yet he understands, because he knows he senses the might of it and knows he will be safe. He understands, because he no longer has to be alone.]
Maruki.
[An honorific forgotten, a soft declaration made with no filter and no mask. It is spoken softly, yet clearer than anything else. There is no anger, or fear, or rejection.
ohhhhhhhhhhhh my poor shaking bones
You have to wish, meets the broken glass scattered across the floor, shattering whatever notions were running through his head. One hand fumbles for the dagger, much more sturdy and reliable, while the other is snatching up one of the large kitchen knives he just washed. He can apologize later if it breaks, he'll wash it well-
The wall splintering meets Maruki dashing in front of him, and a burst of panic explodes in his chest. No, no, no, it can't happen like this- There's so much he needs to do, so much he needs to say, why is Maruki getting in front of him when Akira is the one that should be protecting him-
Akechi. If he can distract whatever it is and get it away from Maruki, and just get to Akechi, there's almost no way he'll be here completely unarmed. Even if he doesn't have Robin Hood and Loki, he's still a lethal person. Surely he wouldn't let his own home be destroyed, and even if he would- Akira will do whatever it takes to get him to work together and stop whatever's attacking them. If he has to reveal the things he's kept hidden- if he has to let Akechi try and kill him- As long as Maruki doesn't suffer, it's-
A glimmer of prismatic light meets Persona, and everything slows down. Everything and nothing make sense, all at once.
He is lost because there is no explanation for it. He is lost because it calls into question everything as he understood it.
And yet he understands, because he knows he senses the might of it and knows he will be safe. He understands, because he no longer has to be alone.]
Maruki.
[An honorific forgotten, a soft declaration made with no filter and no mask. It is spoken softly, yet clearer than anything else. There is no anger, or fear, or rejection.
All that is left is wonder.]
Who are you?