[He's trying to make sense. He's trying to be fair, but he can't help but be terrified at the thought of having to face his world without Cu in it, and it shows.]
[She is, after all, the one thing "stable" in his life. She really does tell him what is and isn't real, and he's terrified at the thought of losing that.
He doesn't really think about what he's doing. It's just unconscious reflex to jam one of his knives into Cu's thigh.]
Normally screams are okay! When he gets into the groove of killing people he even enjoys them. But sudden loud noises are always terrifying, so even at the best of times it's a careful manic balance between fear and bloodlust.
Right now he's just upset and unstable, and suddenly recoils. In a moment he's across the room, cowering in the corner as if he's the one injured.]
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[he'll kill people. but maybe he should say that so openly.]
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[wait does it really matter tho?]
The answer to both is yes.
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You can't leave me.
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[FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUU]
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[He's trying to make sense. He's trying to be fair, but he can't help but be terrified at the thought of having to face his world without Cu in it, and it shows.]
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[Physically, anyway. She's done quite a number on him psychologically, but comparing it to his Master it seems like nothing to him.]
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[She is, after all, the one thing "stable" in his life. She really does tell him what is and isn't real, and he's terrified at the thought of losing that.
He doesn't really think about what he's doing. It's just unconscious reflex to jam one of his knives into Cu's thigh.]
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Normally screams are okay! When he gets into the groove of killing people he even enjoys them. But sudden loud noises are always terrifying, so even at the best of times it's a careful manic balance between fear and bloodlust.
Right now he's just upset and unstable, and suddenly recoils. In a moment he's across the room, cowering in the corner as if he's the one injured.]
Oh no...
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[He gives the knife a good, long stare as he tries to decide whether to pull it out or not...]
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