[And she won't! She wouldn't hurt him. Though she might hurt this other version of him if he becomes anymore of a threat.
She looks up at him, he doesn't seen to be judging her younger self at all. It's a familiar sight, backed up by war because times were hard. It must've been the same for him. His origins were that of a weapon, after all.
There was something haunting about seeing the two standing next to each other. Did they look like that too? No. Mitsutada shone like the sun. His shadow on the other hand, burns like fire.]
Should we fight? [They're not attacking. Her hand grips onto Mitsutada's sleeve.] Since...we cannot touch them. Should we walk away?
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She looks up at him, he doesn't seen to be judging her younger self at all. It's a familiar sight, backed up by war because times were hard. It must've been the same for him. His origins were that of a weapon, after all.
There was something haunting about seeing the two standing next to each other. Did they look like that too? No. Mitsutada shone like the sun. His shadow on the other hand, burns like fire.]
Should we fight? [They're not attacking. Her hand grips onto Mitsutada's sleeve.] Since...we cannot touch them. Should we walk away?