[Takame flinched soon after falling silent the only noise coming from him was a low, threatening growl while his fist clenched so tight at his side that his nails could have pierced skin had his hands not been gloved.
Of course he was scared. He was disgusted that he was scared, that he had anything to feel or fear at all. Rose is a good person, one Takame felt honored to know and speak to. And consider a friend.
But if she thought him a monster... he would not blame her. But even the thought of her running from him in fear for her life made bile rise in his throat and his eyes start to sting.
This demon was antagonizing him on purpose, he knew. And it was working.
Working enough that he only saw a threat before him rather than a cherished friend for long enough that he armed himself again.]
Stop talking. ["Or I will make you." That was what he meant to imply. Whether or not he could go through with it was another story. Never had he wished the Mothercrystal blessed another sense than his sight so much. His sight was what was stifling him. His sight and his heart he wished he never heeded.]
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Of course he was scared. He was disgusted that he was scared, that he had anything to feel or fear at all. Rose is a good person, one Takame felt honored to know and speak to. And consider a friend.
But if she thought him a monster... he would not blame her. But even the thought of her running from him in fear for her life made bile rise in his throat and his eyes start to sting.
This demon was antagonizing him on purpose, he knew. And it was working.
Working enough that he only saw a threat before him rather than a cherished friend for long enough that he armed himself again.]
Stop talking. ["Or I will make you." That was what he meant to imply. Whether or not he could go through with it was another story. Never had he wished the Mothercrystal blessed another sense than his sight so much. His sight was what was stifling him. His sight and his heart he wished he never heeded.]