[the moment, whatever it is, is over and amaimon makes no motion to try and reclaim it. he doesn't even seem bothered by mephisto's reaction, taking it in stride like he did almost everything else in his life. what happened, happened.
he stands up after his brother, still studying him as they start to walk again. he wants so badly to understand what it is he's feeling now as he watches his brother talk and act as if what just happened really meant nothing. did it mean anything? amaimon wants to think that, but something uncomfortable settles in his chest and tells him that no - that isn't normal. none of this was normal.]
It could hit me next. [not that he had anything on the level of what they both experienced, but...]
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he stands up after his brother, still studying him as they start to walk again. he wants so badly to understand what it is he's feeling now as he watches his brother talk and act as if what just happened really meant nothing. did it mean anything? amaimon wants to think that, but something uncomfortable settles in his chest and tells him that no - that isn't normal. none of this was normal.]
It could hit me next. [not that he had anything on the level of what they both experienced, but...]
Brother, I have a question.