[ You and I likely come from the exact same reality.
Not something Maruki ever had reason to question until recently. He and Akechi didn't know one another. It's entirely possible that Akechi comes from another reality where Maruki, for whatever reason, didn't find himself at Shujin Academy's steps to answer the call. Yes, they've now both experienced some facsimile of a future where they returned to the same reality together, but–
To Akechi's point, anything is up for manipulation. Everything is up for manipulation. How can they be so sure?
It's a uniquely disquieting thought that's haunted him ever since Akira asked if they were from the same reality, but he doesn't have time to dwell on it as Akechi comes around to show him the notebook. It's familiar in a warm, proud sort of way – how many nights did they sit at the kitchen bar in the castle, poring over Maruki's notebook filled with theories just like this?
Akechi is intelligent. Perceptive. Experienced. Sound of mind, when it comes to matters like this. Every theory makes its own amount of sense. None can be discounted.
Maruki feels an ever-present anxiety that now resides just behind his eyes calm, somewhat. That alone is monumental. Leave it to Akechi. He couldn't be more grateful for him, really. ]
Nice work, Akechi. All three of those theories are sound. I'm more tempted to place the blame on this reality than something that happened back in ours, but...
[ Maruki trails off, rubs idly at his chin as he thinks it through. ]
If it were caused by some sort of brainwashing back in the true reality, there should be more that he's forgotten, shouldn't there? We could corroborate that by going through what we both know with him.
[ A beat, and then a grimace of an acquiescence. ]
I think it's fair to say that we both know much more about his activity than we've previously let on.
[ lol lmao tfw u & ur ally are obsessed with the same guy ♥ ]
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Not something Maruki ever had reason to question until recently. He and Akechi didn't know one another. It's entirely possible that Akechi comes from another reality where Maruki, for whatever reason, didn't find himself at Shujin Academy's steps to answer the call. Yes, they've now both experienced some facsimile of a future where they returned to the same reality together, but–
To Akechi's point, anything is up for manipulation. Everything is up for manipulation. How can they be so sure?
It's a uniquely disquieting thought that's haunted him ever since Akira asked if they were from the same reality, but he doesn't have time to dwell on it as Akechi comes around to show him the notebook. It's familiar in a warm, proud sort of way – how many nights did they sit at the kitchen bar in the castle, poring over Maruki's notebook filled with theories just like this?
Akechi is intelligent. Perceptive. Experienced. Sound of mind, when it comes to matters like this. Every theory makes its own amount of sense. None can be discounted.
Maruki feels an ever-present anxiety that now resides just behind his eyes calm, somewhat. That alone is monumental. Leave it to Akechi. He couldn't be more grateful for him, really. ]
Nice work, Akechi. All three of those theories are sound. I'm more tempted to place the blame on this reality than something that happened back in ours, but...
[ Maruki trails off, rubs idly at his chin as he thinks it through. ]
If it were caused by some sort of brainwashing back in the true reality, there should be more that he's forgotten, shouldn't there? We could corroborate that by going through what we both know with him.
[ A beat, and then a grimace of an acquiescence. ]
I think it's fair to say that we both know much more about his activity than we've previously let on.
[ lol lmao tfw u & ur ally are obsessed with the same guy ♥ ]