Maruki meets that gaze, and for a split second, it doesn't matter that Akira didn't recognize him, because Maruki recognizes those eyes. He saw them again and again, even though they never met on this level field before. Even though he didn't deserve them.
It settles something deep in his chest, and he can't help the smile that cracks across his features. ]
Am I a Phantom Thief...? I wish!
[ Isn't he too old for that? ]
No– no, I'm not anyone, really. [ A nobody. ] I'm not anything special... [ A god. ] Not in the way that I'm sure you all were.
[ A quick glance down at the body of the Skeksis, and that smile twists into distaste. ]
Can we– ah, let me remove this so we can have a conversation, okay?
[ A terrifying prospect, frankly. Maruki already knows his awakening was abnormal, even more so now that he has a better idea of what was happening when the sky above Tokyo split open like a gaping gash of a wound. But it's his just desserts, getting what he wished for – all he's wanted to know lately is if Akira feels just as isolated by this ability they share as he does. Now, the chance to finally ask, and discuss, and learn, and simply–
Be. Be with one of his most treasured people. Be with his guiding light. ]
no subject
He's a wretched one.
His heart is merciful.
It's distorted. Or it was. Or it could be. Or–
Maruki meets that gaze, and for a split second, it doesn't matter that Akira didn't recognize him, because Maruki recognizes those eyes. He saw them again and again, even though they never met on this level field before. Even though he didn't deserve them.
It settles something deep in his chest, and he can't help the smile that cracks across his features. ]
Am I a Phantom Thief...? I wish!
[ Isn't he too old for that? ]
No– no, I'm not anyone, really. [ A nobody. ] I'm not anything special... [ A god. ] Not in the way that I'm sure you all were.
[ A quick glance down at the body of the Skeksis, and that smile twists into distaste. ]
Can we– ah, let me remove this so we can have a conversation, okay?
[ A terrifying prospect, frankly. Maruki already knows his awakening was abnormal, even more so now that he has a better idea of what was happening when the sky above Tokyo split open like a gaping gash of a wound. But it's his just desserts, getting what he wished for – all he's wanted to know lately is if Akira feels just as isolated by this ability they share as he does. Now, the chance to finally ask, and discuss, and learn, and simply–
Be. Be with one of his most treasured people. Be with his guiding light. ]