[ In the days and weeks to come once this is all over, there's one thought Yu will come back to dwell on time and time again.
I'm the one who brought them here.
A whisper of it floats through his numbed mind as he whips around just in time to watch Dipper fall back. It happened so fast- how do you- how could he have stopped- could anyone have- he's--
He doesn't even have the air in his body to curse or cry out Dipper's name. He just moves, unthinking, dropping his sword, and manages to catch Dipper before the younger boy hits the ground. But Dipper's weight drags Yu down, too, and they end up tumbling haphazardly together, Yu trying to buffer Dipper against the fall as best he can. For someone who isn't always terribly expressive with his emotions, the look on his face right now is pure, painful horror.
It's not like his friends falling in battle is new to him. He's seen it before. Bodies getting tossed around battlefields like rag dolls, broken bones and lacerations and too much blood to care to remember. But they'd always been just prepared enough, hadn't they, always had one last spell left or a Goho-M to get the hell out if they needed to. This time he wasn't prepared enough. He took too many risks. People are starting to pay. Dipper's just a kid and he can't even fight and Yu brought him here.
There's no time. The monster's been waiting for weakness, and seizes upon it with a rattling screech a thousand times worse than claws dragging down a chalkboard. It thrashes, throwing itself out of Baymax's grip, and skitters over to the two boys on the ground with frightening speed, opening its jaws wide wide wide. Izanagi is too far. Everyone's too far, aren't they? All the other sounds of battle have dulled to a buzz; he's lost track, for the first time, of where everyone is. All Yu can do in the heartbeat of a moment he has is twist to shield Dipper with his body.
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I'm the one who brought them here.
A whisper of it floats through his numbed mind as he whips around just in time to watch Dipper fall back. It happened so fast- how do you- how could he have stopped- could anyone have- he's--
He doesn't even have the air in his body to curse or cry out Dipper's name. He just moves, unthinking, dropping his sword, and manages to catch Dipper before the younger boy hits the ground. But Dipper's weight drags Yu down, too, and they end up tumbling haphazardly together, Yu trying to buffer Dipper against the fall as best he can. For someone who isn't always terribly expressive with his emotions, the look on his face right now is pure, painful horror.
It's not like his friends falling in battle is new to him. He's seen it before. Bodies getting tossed around battlefields like rag dolls, broken bones and lacerations and too much blood to care to remember. But they'd always been just prepared enough, hadn't they, always had one last spell left or a Goho-M to get the hell out if they needed to. This time he wasn't prepared enough. He took too many risks. People are starting to pay. Dipper's just a kid and he can't even fight and Yu brought him here.
There's no time. The monster's been waiting for weakness, and seizes upon it with a rattling screech a thousand times worse than claws dragging down a chalkboard. It thrashes, throwing itself out of Baymax's grip, and skitters over to the two boys on the ground with frightening speed, opening its jaws wide wide wide. Izanagi is too far. Everyone's too far, aren't they? All the other sounds of battle have dulled to a buzz; he's lost track, for the first time, of where everyone is. All Yu can do in the heartbeat of a moment he has is twist to shield Dipper with his body.
It won't be enough. But it's reflexive.
After all, the dead come back, don't they? ]