[ dextera had been able to see it through ryunosuke’s vision, true, but he hadn’t been there to experience it. he could only take what he saw and apply it to his own past, and it’s pure misfortune that his past could combine with such an incident to produce the level of panic that led to him broadcasting through communion his concerns.
his fingers curl slightly against abel’s chest, catching the fabric. there are pieces of him that still feel delicate and raw, and only abel knows why.
he exhales softly and gives an emphatic nod to that word, mercy—that’s what he had gathered from the sickness. although abel has not answered his question, dextera feels the need to defend the creature they saw. it had been merciful, in its own twisted way. ]
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his fingers curl slightly against abel’s chest, catching the fabric. there are pieces of him that still feel delicate and raw, and only abel knows why.
he exhales softly and gives an emphatic nod to that word, mercy—that’s what he had gathered from the sickness. although abel has not answered his question, dextera feels the need to defend the creature they saw. it had been merciful, in its own twisted way. ]