...then it's probably for the best, isn't it? Can't have them getting out or escaping or anything...
[Of course not. Absolutely not. They would eat everything, they could reduce someone to a smear on the sidewalk. Nothing left but scraps of flesh and blood. And oh, he'd always wondered what a corpse looked like, being consumed from the inside out and--
And he has to put the breaks on in his brain.
Focus on Shinji. Because it's just the two of them again, like it's sort of always been, but maybe weirder now and more uncertain. And maybe he could worry about himself more, or about those terrible habits of his that still linger, or about remembering what kind of vacuum they had anyways, but instead he punctuates his sentence with a nervous laugh and slumps against Shinji]
[ shinji watches shirou out of his peripheral vision, noting his reactions. it isn't as if he didn't care what he thought of this. it had been his home too, after all, but there wasn't any room for discussion regarding the topic of what had to happen here. it's better that he agrees. even with knowledge of how badly fire affects the other, shinji simply couldn't think of a better way to destroy everything for certain and in a timely fashion. he interjects. ] We'll never have to see another one of them again, it will --
Ah, Shirou.
[ his attention is fully diverted, making sure that he's stable enough in his stance that he can support the other. brow furrowing, he brings an arm around his shoulder and holds him steady. ]
It'll be better out of there, anyway... I promise.
[ kariya had done well to prepare things for the event of his death. for everything they had lacked in their childhood, they at least were financially taken care of. even in the event of a surprise house fire. ]
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[Of course not. Absolutely not. They would eat everything, they could reduce someone to a smear on the sidewalk. Nothing left but scraps of flesh and blood. And oh, he'd always wondered what a corpse looked like, being consumed from the inside out and--
And he has to put the breaks on in his brain.
Focus on Shinji. Because it's just the two of them again, like it's sort of always been, but maybe weirder now and more uncertain. And maybe he could worry about himself more, or about those terrible habits of his that still linger, or about remembering what kind of vacuum they had anyways, but instead he punctuates his sentence with a nervous laugh and slumps against Shinji]
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Ah, Shirou.
[ his attention is fully diverted, making sure that he's stable enough in his stance that he can support the other. brow furrowing, he brings an arm around his shoulder and holds him steady. ]
It'll be better out of there, anyway...
I promise.
[ kariya had done well to prepare things for the event of his death.
for everything they had lacked in their childhood, they at least were financially taken care of.
even in the event of a surprise house fire. ]