[ his hand finds the zipper of his coat, idly fumbling with it. it could simply look like he was playing with it to do something with his hands out of nervousness, as he used to grasp the strap of his schoolbag... but in reality, he's preparing to open his jacket to get out his gun, if needed.
...it's never, ever something he wanted it it to come to, but with the weight of Masaomi's words... it seems like it's going to be needed. ]
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...it's never, ever something he wanted it it to come to, but with the weight of Masaomi's words... it seems like it's going to be needed. ]
I won't chose to stop. This... needs to be done.