Ren stares after him—after That Akechi, he's almost sure now—not even outraged as much as he is just... baffled. If he were a different person, he might start to hope that...
But he's not a different person. He knows better. Not that he wants anything from that guy anyway. Somewhere else, his half-formed Shadow wails; out here in reality, he curls his lip and goes back to the same dog he was painting before, thanks.
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Ren stares after him—after That Akechi, he's almost sure now—not even outraged as much as he is just... baffled. If he were a different person, he might start to hope that...
But he's not a different person. He knows better. Not that he wants anything from that guy anyway. Somewhere else, his half-formed Shadow wails; out here in reality, he curls his lip and goes back to the same dog he was painting before, thanks.