Maruki hummed thoughtfully at Hamuko’s concern, tilting his head slightly. “You’re not wrong—it can be risky,” he quickly popped open the packaged box to get the last remnants of his own food. “But cognition works in… interesting ways. If approached carefully, it doesn’t necessarily pose an immediate threat.” A small, sly smile played at his lips. "I have had my experience dabbling around with Carl Jung's theory of the collective unconsciousness. "
Her next words, however, caught him a little off guard.
"If you need a hand, I think I can still summon my Personas. I'll go with you."
Maruki blinked. His first instinct was to assure her that he wasn’t entirely alone in this, that he had his own Personas and had long since learned how to manage himself in a cognitive space. But then again… he wouldn’t mind some company, either.
“I do have Personas,” he assured her. “But… well, I suppose I wouldn’t turn down the extra help. Or a curious mind.” He chuckled lightly, rubbing the back of his neck. “The only issue is that everything is still hypothetical at this stage. Raven—one of the younger residents who’s apparently quite experienced with this—explained that we need to find the main hub in one of the main screens at Junes. That’s where we’ll get the glasses to see past the fog that clouds this place.”
He sighed, lifting the last piece of takoyaki from the box and gesturing vaguely with it. “I was going to check it out, but, well…” He glanced down at the remnants of their earlier mess, smiling sheepishly. “I got a little distracted. And hungry.”
His gaze flickered back to Hamuko, his smile turning a little wry as he takes a quick bite of the last piece. “Are you sure you want to come along? You seemed pretty caught up in your shopping.”
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Her next words, however, caught him a little off guard.
"If you need a hand, I think I can still summon my Personas. I'll go with you."
Maruki blinked. His first instinct was to assure her that he wasn’t entirely alone in this, that he had his own Personas and had long since learned how to manage himself in a cognitive space. But then again… he wouldn’t mind some company, either.
“I do have Personas,” he assured her. “But… well, I suppose I wouldn’t turn down the extra help. Or a curious mind.” He chuckled lightly, rubbing the back of his neck. “The only issue is that everything is still hypothetical at this stage. Raven—one of the younger residents who’s apparently quite experienced with this—explained that we need to find the main hub in one of the main screens at Junes. That’s where we’ll get the glasses to see past the fog that clouds this place.”
He sighed, lifting the last piece of takoyaki from the box and gesturing vaguely with it. “I was going to check it out, but, well…” He glanced down at the remnants of their earlier mess, smiling sheepishly. “I got a little distracted. And hungry.”
His gaze flickered back to Hamuko, his smile turning a little wry as he takes a quick bite of the last piece. “Are you sure you want to come along? You seemed pretty caught up in your shopping.”