( it's a very good point. he said he was going, or at least that he should, yet Peter has made no progress on actually doing it. he's stuck to the floor, battling with the need to flee and the panic of it already being too late to run. it's hard to explain what is exactly so terrifying about showing his hand, in a world where there are so many people like him. Juvia included. it's not something he's ready to explain, either; it was supposed to be a secret, it had to be a secret, and now...
Juvia is looking up at him but he can't quite manage to look her in the eye, head hanging and shoulders a miserable line. he wishes she knew how dangerous it was to ask him to stay. she'd have been better off letting him go. the fact that neither of them really want him to leave makes it harder to actually go through with it, even if that's what he should do.
it's safer. safer for her, and maybe safer for him, too.
he did say he'd stay, though he's not expecting the words to be thrown back at him after all... that. ) Your kitchen might not make it if I do, ( he mutters, a half hearted joke that is at least moderately better than the panic he still can't quite shake, but Peter doesn't seemed to have shaken Juvia, either. not, exactly, that he's tried. )
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Juvia is looking up at him but he can't quite manage to look her in the eye, head hanging and shoulders a miserable line. he wishes she knew how dangerous it was to ask him to stay. she'd have been better off letting him go. the fact that neither of them really want him to leave makes it harder to actually go through with it, even if that's what he should do.
it's safer. safer for her, and maybe safer for him, too.
he did say he'd stay, though he's not expecting the words to be thrown back at him after all... that. ) Your kitchen might not make it if I do, ( he mutters, a half hearted joke that is at least moderately better than the panic he still can't quite shake, but Peter doesn't seemed to have shaken Juvia, either. not, exactly, that he's tried. )