his mouth is dry as the desert, like the very sand he could turn anything into. sudden realization wells and pools in his throat and no amount of swallowing can get it down. are his eyes watering? maybe... maybe a little. he can practically feel the air wavering around his form, as he clenches his fists and stares pointedly at himeru.
there are truths and lies that make reality look silly.
it's a different kind of anger that fills his head. ooh, he could go out there right now and speak the phrase and just wrap his hands around this tatsumi's neck and not even squeeze. the magic would work and do what it had to do. what he might've done to ruggie was an accident, a... horrible, HORRIBLE accident. but what leona COULD do to this idol who would stand no chance?
his god would find his idol a pile of sand and nothing else.
when leona does find his own voice, it's soft. he reaches a conclusion, and it shakes him to his core. ]
no subject
sacrificed.
rotting away in the hospital.
his mouth is dry as the desert, like the very sand he could turn anything into. sudden realization wells and pools in his throat and no amount of swallowing can get it down. are his eyes watering? maybe... maybe a little. he can practically feel the air wavering around his form, as he clenches his fists and stares pointedly at himeru.
there are truths and lies that make reality look silly.
it's a different kind of anger that fills his head. ooh, he could go out there right now and speak the phrase and just wrap his hands around this tatsumi's neck and not even squeeze. the magic would work and do what it had to do. what he might've done to ruggie was an accident, a... horrible, HORRIBLE accident. but what leona COULD do to this idol who would stand no chance?
his god would find his idol a pile of sand and nothing else.
when leona does find his own voice, it's soft. he reaches a conclusion, and it shakes him to his core. ]
No.