[Kazuya just made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a sniffle, clutching the glass of water Kevin offered like it was some sort of life line]
M'takin' the drink fine! It's just... that...
[That, well, at first the alcohol had given him such a pleasant buzz, and the artificial cheer he'd been forcing at the beginning of the karaoke party became actually genuine. It had been nice, and... fuzzy, and... but now, all those nasty thoughts and doubts that had been pushed to the very back of his mind were crowding forwards like a pack of Kobolds, preying, and... try as he might they were just there. Right there. Front and centre. Staring at him, the fuzziness gone and all that pleasant cheer evaporating into something uneasy and unhappy]
I don't wanna be a bad Messiah, Kevvy! [Oops. Volume control? What is that? Sorry, Kevin, looks like you're going to have Kazuya half-wailing down your ear despite sitting right next to you] I wanted t'protect people and- and I can't even do that right! K-Ket died, and, and Minny died, a-and back, back home, Keisuke died and everyone else, and- and I couldn't save everyone, I couldn' even save Naoya or Cain or whoever he really is, e-even though I tried really hard! If- If I was better, or stronger or- or anythin' then, then I...
[Kazuya's next words were unintelligible, because it was at this point he dissolved into hiccuping crying. It was quiet, and he had buried his face into his hand, shielding it mostly from view, his shoulders jerking unevenly. For a moment, he didn't quite know what he was even doing, what he was even going to do next. His emotions felt like they were swinging about in a wild circle, and a near hysterical urge to start laughing at the entire situation began bubbling up.
...it seemed Kevin's assessment was correct. Kazuya really didn't react well to drink. All those repressed emotions and trauma issues were exploding up to the surface in an unstable mess, like a volcano of pure crazy erupting all over Kevin. Sorry about that - he wouldn't blame you if you fled back into the hot tub party of debauchery to escape the potentially awkward situation]
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M'takin' the drink fine! It's just... that...
[That, well, at first the alcohol had given him such a pleasant buzz, and the artificial cheer he'd been forcing at the beginning of the karaoke party became actually genuine. It had been nice, and... fuzzy, and... but now, all those nasty thoughts and doubts that had been pushed to the very back of his mind were crowding forwards like a pack of Kobolds, preying, and... try as he might they were just there. Right there. Front and centre. Staring at him, the fuzziness gone and all that pleasant cheer evaporating into something uneasy and unhappy]
I don't wanna be a bad Messiah, Kevvy! [Oops. Volume control? What is that? Sorry, Kevin, looks like you're going to have Kazuya half-wailing down your ear despite sitting right next to you] I wanted t'protect people and- and I can't even do that right! K-Ket died, and, and Minny died, a-and back, back home, Keisuke died and everyone else, and- and I couldn't save everyone, I couldn' even save Naoya or Cain or whoever he really is, e-even though I tried really hard! If- If I was better, or stronger or- or anythin' then, then I...
[Kazuya's next words were unintelligible, because it was at this point he dissolved into hiccuping crying. It was quiet, and he had buried his face into his hand, shielding it mostly from view, his shoulders jerking unevenly. For a moment, he didn't quite know what he was even doing, what he was even going to do next. His emotions felt like they were swinging about in a wild circle, and a near hysterical urge to start laughing at the entire situation began bubbling up.
...it seemed Kevin's assessment was correct. Kazuya really didn't react well to drink. All those repressed emotions and trauma issues were exploding up to the surface in an unstable mess, like a volcano of pure crazy erupting all over Kevin. Sorry about that - he wouldn't blame you if you fled back into the hot tub party of debauchery to escape the potentially awkward situation]