Zenkichi couldn’t help but think on what she just said.
I think so?
It stuck in his head like a bad refrain, looping over and over. The way she spoke about it—like it had all been a dream, like she wasn’t sure whether she was dead or alive—unsettled him in a way he wasn’t expecting.
His expression darkened, lips pressing into a thin line. A memory surfaced, unbidden. The weight of a small body in his arms. A girl. Akane- A child. His child. Blood staining the concrete with guns pointed on him still as she felt him clutch onto his shirt.
He blinked. Pushed it down. Exhaled slowly through his nose.
While he was stuck in his own head, Akane, completely oblivious to his inner turmoil, spoke up, tilting her head curiously.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked. “Did your friends, like… direct you to seal Nyx away?”
She paused, processing it in her own way. “That kinda seems forceful.”
She didn’t mean it in a harsh way—her tone was still light, still that same curious tone but it felt off.
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I think so?
It stuck in his head like a bad refrain, looping over and over. The way she spoke about it—like it had all been a dream, like she wasn’t sure whether she was dead or alive—unsettled him in a way he wasn’t expecting.
His expression darkened, lips pressing into a thin line. A memory surfaced, unbidden. The weight of a small body in his arms. A girl.
Akane-A child. His child. Blood staining the concrete with guns pointed on him still as she felt him clutch onto his shirt.He blinked. Pushed it down. Exhaled slowly through his nose.
While he was stuck in his own head, Akane, completely oblivious to his inner turmoil, spoke up, tilting her head curiously.
She paused, processing it in her own way. “That kinda seems forceful.”
She didn’t mean it in a harsh way—her tone was still light, still that same curious tone but it felt off.