[He kind of wishes he could sum up the hysteria and fury he'd felt earlier, but that image of Horikawa's gored corpse does not actually help him to only feel the fiery heat of rage in this moment. Instead, even knowing what this is, seeing Yasusada's form growing smaller behind them as they sail off socks him right in the gut. It edges too, too close to home, after the last weekend. That could have easily been him. This could have been them. He could have been looking out onto that snowy mountain in the prism, and not just the snowy mountains here, seeing nothing but the end of a life more precious than his.
It sounds so much like Yasusada, too - like the exact thing he'd say if he were really in this situation. Tears spring to his eyes, but he quickly and furiously wipes them away. Stupid.
He turns his attention to Vin and Vax after, his two very real CYOA partners, and drops down to Vin's side, pulling her in for a hug.]
...We'll get him back out. He'll be okay.
[As they all always are, in some way, even if they return changed on the other side of the archways they get spit out of.]
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It sounds so much like Yasusada, too - like the exact thing he'd say if he were really in this situation. Tears spring to his eyes, but he quickly and furiously wipes them away. Stupid.
He turns his attention to Vin and Vax after, his two very real CYOA partners, and drops down to Vin's side, pulling her in for a hug.]
...We'll get him back out. He'll be okay.
[As they all always are, in some way, even if they return changed on the other side of the archways they get spit out of.]