[ He realizes, but can't bring himself to let go. Like this, Takasugi is the only force he's meeting halfway to keep upright.
Awareness sits atop a personal foundation that erodes under his own violence. ]
I'm thinking that I want to. But I can't promise that to anyone.
[ Not yet. Or maybe he doesn't know how. He says it with conviction enough to sway anyone, not needing to resort to lying to get his point across. With the machine now reasserting its will alongside his own, a give and take that seems too vast to be warring away within a body as small as his, Mikazuki feels the potential all the same. It's perhaps the only conflict he's ever known, wanting change but only having one familiar path to follow through to it.
There is so much howling that he hears, calling from beyond a barrier he's smashed through once.
He doesn't have too wonder if Takasugi would send him through another — a minor comfort. ]
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Awareness sits atop a personal foundation that erodes under his own violence. ]
I'm thinking that I want to. But I can't promise that to anyone.
[ Not yet. Or maybe he doesn't know how. He says it with conviction enough to sway anyone, not needing to resort to lying to get his point across. With the machine now reasserting its will alongside his own, a give and take that seems too vast to be warring away within a body as small as his, Mikazuki feels the potential all the same. It's perhaps the only conflict he's ever known, wanting change but only having one familiar path to follow through to it.
There is so much howling that he hears, calling from beyond a barrier he's smashed through once.
He doesn't have too wonder if Takasugi would send him through another — a minor comfort. ]