[From Ryunosuke's end now, there are a lot of conflicting feelings all snarled together and contradicting one another in reaction to that. He'd watched as one man smashed another's head clean off his shoulders, so of course he's going to be feeling some pretty negative things about the perpetrator. That said...]
I... I do actually agree with you on that.
[The unspoken but easily felt half of that thought being that it's hard for him to admit it.
Whatever M's reasons were for his actions... Ryunosuke can't even begin to try and parse them out, as the only information he has regarding a motive is what he'd felt during the non-consensual, inadvertently broadcasted communion, which had been even more traumatizing to him than the sight of the killing would have been alone. The emotional blowback he'd gotten from both victim and killer is a memory sickens him to even try to recall, let alone make sense of. It's easy to brand what he experienced as being the actions of a monster, and not a person.
For better or for worse, Dextera's contribution, and his palpable relief, draws him to an uncomfortable yet important realization: that even killers can be people who matter to someone.]
I take it... That he's a friend of yours? M?
[Very little judgement, for what it's worth; mainly just a desire to understand.]
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I... I do actually agree with you on that.
[The unspoken but easily felt half of that thought being that it's hard for him to admit it.
Whatever M's reasons were for his actions... Ryunosuke can't even begin to try and parse them out, as the only information he has regarding a motive is what he'd felt during the non-consensual, inadvertently broadcasted communion, which had been even more traumatizing to him than the sight of the killing would have been alone. The emotional blowback he'd gotten from both victim and killer is a memory sickens him to even try to recall, let alone make sense of. It's easy to brand what he experienced as being the actions of a monster, and not a person.
For better or for worse, Dextera's contribution, and his palpable relief, draws him to an uncomfortable yet important realization: that even killers can be people who matter to someone.]
I take it... That he's a friend of yours? M?
[Very little judgement, for what it's worth; mainly just a desire to understand.]