Well he won't deny that it was much easier to simply speak to them- acknowledging that they were manifestations of people's beliefs- being reasonable with them was a good enough stance as any. "Being reasonable with them seems like the most humane approch alright." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I’m... not much of a fighter, honestly, so it worked in my favour."
A slow smile forms on his face at Hamuko's laughter. He appreciated it more than he realized.
He paused, the memory of negotiations with Demons resurfacing. “Though from what I understand, the Shadows in Mikage-cho and Sumaru City are often referred to as Demons. And Demons? They thrive on negotiations. But the more you alarm them, the quicker it turns into a fight which seems vastly different from my encounters in Shibuya's Mementos.” He furrowed his brow, thoughtfully tapping his clipboard with his pen. “There was a reason for that distinction, I think? I don’t remember it all too well.” The blush had started to fade as he made a quick note on his clipboard again.
Refer to Katsuya-san about the difference between Shadows and Demons (again?)
The blush that had flared earlier had mostly faded.
Until it didn’t.
When Hamuko rattled off the Personas she’d be willing to flirt with, Maruki felt a little heat creeping back up. He didn’t know the names Scathach or Vishnufirsthand- even after spearheading his way through all the levels of Mementos alone, but something about the mental image of flirtatious banter with mythological figures made his brain short-circuit for a second.
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A slow smile forms on his face at Hamuko's laughter. He appreciated it more than he realized.
He paused, the memory of negotiations with Demons resurfacing. “Though from what I understand, the Shadows in Mikage-cho and Sumaru City are often referred to as Demons. And Demons? They thrive on negotiations. But the more you alarm them, the quicker it turns into a fight which seems vastly different from my encounters in Shibuya's Mementos.” He furrowed his brow, thoughtfully tapping his clipboard with his pen. “There was a reason for that distinction, I think? I don’t remember it all too well.” The blush had started to fade as he made a quick note on his clipboard again.
The blush that had flared earlier had mostly faded.
Until it didn’t.
When Hamuko rattled off the Personas she’d be willing to flirt with, Maruki felt a little heat creeping back up. He didn’t know the names Scathach or Vishnufirsthand- even after spearheading his way through all the levels of Mementos alone, but something about the mental image of flirtatious banter with mythological figures made his brain short-circuit for a second.