It's not the answer Ren wants to hear, but it's true. Ren could tear Akechi limb from limb, and it wouldn't even make up a fraction of what Akechi's done to him. His nostrils flare, and dimly, he realizes the burning he'd chalked up to exhaustion is tears welling in his eyes. He hasn't cried since he was a child, longer still in front of someone. Ren's cried in front of him, and that's fine, but the idea of crying in front of Ren is terrifying.]
You wouldn't enjoy it. [His voice emerges in a whisper, not daring to speak any louder.]
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Date: 2021-11-01 01:42 pm (UTC)It's not the answer Ren wants to hear, but it's true. Ren could tear Akechi limb from limb, and it wouldn't even make up a fraction of what Akechi's done to him. His nostrils flare, and dimly, he realizes the burning he'd chalked up to exhaustion is tears welling in his eyes. He hasn't cried since he was a child, longer still in front of someone. Ren's cried in front of him, and that's fine, but the idea of crying in front of Ren is terrifying.]
You wouldn't enjoy it. [His voice emerges in a whisper, not daring to speak any louder.]