I was bad enough going through it himself but watching someone else go through it makes him want to force them to eat their own intestines.
Yeah, sure, Kyou kills people. Like a lot. But he makes it quick and usually those people suck anyway, so who cares? But this, forcing already broken people through stuff that's meant to break them more? What the hell.
He can't do anything about it, though. He can only watch, like she did, and be grateful they didn't walk into this as messed up as the people that sign up to the Catastrophists for realsies. Even though he's a little awkward about it, he holds her hand through it, too, the way she'd held his, and gives her the same comforting words, the focus on my voice stuff. It's the least he can do.
Then it's all over.
I've got you, he says, quietly, helping her sit up and making it so his arms can keep her upright for however long it takes it her to steady herself. Take your time. It's almost like an out of body experience. Took me a few seconds to make my brain connect with my body again.
It causes one hell of a feeling of dissociation but he doesn't know the technical word for it.
He stalls the way she did. "Just let my sister catch her breath and then we'll be ready to face what's next."
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I was bad enough going through it himself but watching someone else go through it makes him want to force them to eat their own intestines.
Yeah, sure, Kyou kills people. Like a lot. But he makes it quick and usually those people suck anyway, so who cares? But this, forcing already broken people through stuff that's meant to break them more? What the hell.
He can't do anything about it, though. He can only watch, like she did, and be grateful they didn't walk into this as messed up as the people that sign up to the Catastrophists for realsies. Even though he's a little awkward about it, he holds her hand through it, too, the way she'd held his, and gives her the same comforting words, the focus on my voice stuff. It's the least he can do.
Then it's all over.
I've got you, he says, quietly, helping her sit up and making it so his arms can keep her upright for however long it takes it her to steady herself. Take your time. It's almost like an out of body experience. Took me a few seconds to make my brain connect with my body again.
It causes one hell of a feeling of dissociation but he doesn't know the technical word for it.
He stalls the way she did. "Just let my sister catch her breath and then we'll be ready to face what's next."