Zenkichi's eyes shut close as he curls in on himself, lips pulled into a thin line as he presses one hand to his face. Feels the cool of the mask that has only left him when he wasn’t himself.
Or when he was truly truly himself.
Just a dog on a leash, barking wild.
"Mitsuru...Kirijo...huh?"
She mysteriously disappeared and one of her distant relatives had taken over. That didn't mean she wasn't involved now, is it? She could have hid away to save herself or was killed under mysterious circumstances.
"You died like 28 years before everything happened," he really tries to allay her doubts. "And its been only about 28 minutes of you dying again. Take it easy on yourself, jesus christ."
If the whole Kirijo group aspect matters to her so much, he will tell her. He's just...not in the right state of mind to really discern how terribly she's blaming herself...she really shouldn't.
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Or when he was truly truly himself.Just a dog on a leash, barking wild.
"Mitsuru...Kirijo...huh?"
She mysteriously disappeared and one of her distant relatives had taken over. That didn't mean she wasn't involved now, is it? She could have hid away to save herself or was killed under mysterious circumstances.
"You died like 28 years before everything happened," he really tries to allay her doubts. "And its been only about 28 minutes of you dying again. Take it easy on yourself, jesus christ."
If the whole Kirijo group aspect matters to her so much, he will tell her. He's just...not in the right state of mind to really discern how terribly she's blaming herself...she really shouldn't.