[He knows that Thoma has a point, but the stress of everything that has happened to him lately has him wanting to be angry rather than lost or despairing. His options seem to dwindle before his eyes, every obstacle making presented making him more hopeless and trapped.
He knows that his reaction is bordering on hysterical, but he finds himself desperately attacking regardless.]
The creature was capable of nullifying a Kenoma's strength with a single blow. In the moon of its power, it could strike even the Pleroma blind or lame with a thought. How else am I meant to be restrained, if it sees fit to take me?
[That's the hardest part for him. He doesn't want to dwell on how little control he really has. It's easier to view giving himself over to the creature as an active choice rather than something that will happen to him regardless of what he does.]
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He knows that his reaction is bordering on hysterical, but he finds himself desperately attacking regardless.]
The creature was capable of nullifying a Kenoma's strength with a single blow. In the moon of its power, it could strike even the Pleroma blind or lame with a thought. How else am I meant to be restrained, if it sees fit to take me?
[That's the hardest part for him. He doesn't want to dwell on how little control he really has. It's easier to view giving himself over to the creature as an active choice rather than something that will happen to him regardless of what he does.]