She doesn't say anything, only finally turning the lights of her eyes back on to finally, actually look at their so-called predator. Logic fights, logic SCREAMS to try and find a way for this all to make sense, to think of something else to ask, to rationalize it out. But Blue was right.
This wasn't wise at all.
Akechi might feel Luna tremble under his touch, as though she means to move forward at any second to do... what, exactly, she doesn't know. She wants to throw herself at this entity, to hope that it would be content, but... this clearly wouldn't be the case, would it?]
This really was a waste, wasn't it... [It's quiet, painfully disappointed, not breaking her eye contact with the walls.]
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She doesn't say anything, only finally turning the lights of her eyes back on to finally, actually look at their so-called predator. Logic fights, logic SCREAMS to try and find a way for this all to make sense, to think of something else to ask, to rationalize it out. But Blue was right.
This wasn't wise at all.
Akechi might feel Luna tremble under his touch, as though she means to move forward at any second to do... what, exactly, she doesn't know. She wants to throw herself at this entity, to hope that it would be content, but... this clearly wouldn't be the case, would it?]
This really was a waste, wasn't it... [It's quiet, painfully disappointed, not breaking her eye contact with the walls.]
...
Akira.
I think we should leave.