It makes him freeze so still, a bystander might just think he was an eerily-realistic statue. Don't snap at her. She doesn't deserve that. She was one of the few people who understood you here (you don't want to be here anymore) and she has every right to be disgusted by you (it's not right you didn't want this) how could anybody blame her for that after what's happened, right?
The disdain is acceptable, at least until she speaks. It's too accurate of a combination. Too much static and too much distortion and it gets through enough to make something snap back into place. Not a good snap, though. A pass between frames later and he's right up in her personal space. All pretenses of illusion dropped, so she's staring into one eye of madness and one empty socket long-since scarred. The smile is just as she remembers, even if the physical contact is new.
It's only when he speaks now does it feel like something was missing in his words before. Or maybe it's being forced now? Hard to say.]
「WHAT KIND OF SENTIMENT IS THAT? YOU ALREADY HAVE WHAT YOU WANTED. I'M HERE. I'M NOT LEAVING. SHE HAS NO CONTROL OVER ME ANYMORE. YOU WON. ISN'T THAT NICE? I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!」
[The grip on her jaw tightens a bit. The one eye left twists into something furious.] 「WHAT IS IT I CALLED YOU BACK THEN? HELP ME OUT HERE, EVERYONE.」
「AH, RIGHT, MICHI-CHAN. HAHA, THAT FEELS SO OUT OF PLACE NOW! WE WERE SUCH KIDS BACK THEN, DON'T YOU THINK? DO YOU MIND IF I STOP PRETENDING? TWISTING MY VOICE LIKE THIS NOWADAYS HURTS.」
[And she gets a hug. Possibly honest, possibly not, because there's still no attempt to withhold that aura of his. Stronger and twisted and worse in ways that can't be explained and but entirely genuine.]
『 I'VE BEEN BACK FOR ALMOST A MONTH, ELAINE. WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG? 』
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It makes him freeze so still, a bystander might just think he was an eerily-realistic statue. Don't snap at her. She doesn't deserve that. She was one of the few people who understood you here
(you don't want to be here anymore)and she has every right to be disgusted by you(it's not right you didn't want this)how could anybody blame her for that after what's happened, right?(i̡̟̟͚͎͓͖̬̯̫͛̓̋ͨ͟͠'͚ͨm̲̺̬̱͚ͨ̅͊̐̓͂̌ͫ ͚̬̟̝̗͊s̸̵͍̭͎͎͒ͧ͂͗̚ọ̷̷̭̤̰̻͇̓̏̍ͭ́r̨̙̩̻̥̖̪̣̲̻ͫ͊͟͢rͯ͌́̍ͦ̉ͦ̾҉̶̪͓̤͓̘y͐̚҉̟͉̬̗͖̖͝ ̙̤̥̯͔̐͒͂ͮ́͒̄̋͢ìͯ͏҉̠̬̩͓̙̙'̣͈̯͍̍ͣ͒̾͘͘m̵͙̞͈͕̮̓ͬ̀̄̈́̀ ̨̣̠͑̆ͮͦ͌̅̋s̸͕͓͍̪̓̍̎̈́̉̔̎͜͝o̱ͭ͌ͨ͒̃ͦ̃̊̀͡r̘̗̟̪̓̾ͬ̚r̸̠̞̣͉͈̝ͯ̿Y̵̫̰̱̫̺̱ͨ̀̏ ̭̟͕͔̯̊̉̀̐͞Ḭ̴̝̬̞̯̎ͭ̇̅̃́'̡̪̭̬̼͚̱̽͡M̵̮̖̜̜̟ͩ͜ ̨̡̬͚ͧͧͪ̌̆Š͂ͥ͊̒͂ͥ̃҉͖̺̲̖̙Ȯ̺͒͐̎ͧR͓͚̗̞͉͖̭͇͓̂͛̄͡r̹̟̣̤̻͖̼͍̊͐̽ͩͮ̔͞ͅr̄ͫͥ҉͍̱̞̺̙̥ȑ̵̜̹͍̥̻̥͎̦ͭ͋̿̄͊͜r̸̪̠͍͓͒ͤ̓͛ẙ͈̜̱͕͍̗̱̅̓̄)The disdain is acceptable, at least until she speaks. It's too accurate of a combination. Too much static and too much distortion and it gets through enough to make something snap back into place. Not a good snap, though. A pass between frames later and he's right up in her personal space. All pretenses of illusion dropped, so she's staring into one eye of madness and one empty socket long-since scarred. The smile is just as she remembers, even if the physical contact is new.
It's only when he speaks now does it feel like something was missing in his words before. Or maybe it's being forced now? Hard to say.]
「WHAT KIND OF SENTIMENT IS THAT? YOU ALREADY HAVE WHAT YOU WANTED. I'M HERE. I'M NOT LEAVING. SHE HAS NO CONTROL OVER ME ANYMORE. YOU WON. ISN'T THAT NICE? I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!」
[The grip on her jaw tightens a bit. The one eye left twists into something furious.] 「WHAT IS IT I CALLED YOU BACK THEN? HELP ME OUT HERE, EVERYONE.」
m̛̮͓̯̃ͯͤͪ̓̈́ͅi̧̞̘̘̟̻͈̠͎̫ͨ̐̈̋́̊͢͟c̸̝̯͙̪̗͉͖͕̥ͫͬ͆̈́̎̄h̛͉̺͋̎̏͂̔͗̀ͦ́i͈̱̼̭̋̊̐ͪ̀͜
「AH, RIGHT, MICHI-CHAN. HAHA, THAT FEELS SO OUT OF PLACE NOW! WE WERE SUCH KIDS BACK THEN, DON'T YOU THINK? DO YOU MIND IF I STOP PRETENDING? TWISTING MY VOICE LIKE THIS NOWADAYS HURTS.」
[And she gets a hug. Possibly honest, possibly not, because there's still no attempt to withhold that aura of his. Stronger and twisted and worse in ways that can't be explained and but entirely genuine.]
『 I'VE BEEN BACK FOR ALMOST A MONTH, ELAINE. WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG? 』