[ it comes easy to her, doesn't it? humoring someone she detests.
denji builds enough courage to stare her down from the corner of his eye; there is no malice behind it, nor fear, just— grief. again, unsure if it was because her presence brought back unresolved trauma, or if it made him think of nayuta back home. perhaps it's both. there is something deeply heartbreaking about seeing this version of the control devil after spending the past few years offering her reincarnation the life she desperately wanted. denji sighs, trying to stop himself from thinking about it too much. ]
Yup, that's totally what I wish for. [ he takes a step forward as the line begins to move a bit. ] What about you, Miss Makima?
🥹 let the pain begin
denji builds enough courage to stare her down from the corner of his eye; there is no malice behind it, nor fear, just— grief. again, unsure if it was because her presence brought back unresolved trauma, or if it made him think of nayuta back home. perhaps it's both. there is something deeply heartbreaking about seeing this version of the control devil after spending the past few years offering her reincarnation the life she desperately wanted. denji sighs, trying to stop himself from thinking about it too much. ]
Yup, that's totally what I wish for. [ he takes a step forward as the line begins to move a bit. ] What about you, Miss Makima?
[ oh. saying her name again is just— yeah ... ]