[ Part of him wants to lean back against the door, to find somewhere to let his weight counterbalance. But there's gravity here. Mikazuki isn't used to talking to anyone else like he might have talked to Orga. All he can do is talk in his stead. He had time to figure out how to during those last few days, the imprint of his voice circling around in his brain. The sound of it meshed with Barbatos. ]
I'll tell you this. If we'd done things our way last time, it wouldn't have turned out that way.
[ They'd never lost sight of what they wanted, but Mikazuki allowed other people to stand in their way. Those alliances, the games that forced them into trusting others who were using them. Not killing or just forcing their way through where it was easier to. That fell to him, and he'd failed. ]
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I'll tell you this. If we'd done things our way last time, it wouldn't have turned out that way.
[ They'd never lost sight of what they wanted, but Mikazuki allowed other people to stand in their way. Those alliances, the games that forced them into trusting others who were using them. Not killing or just forcing their way through where it was easier to. That fell to him, and he'd failed. ]
This time...