[ that last bit finally makes him drop his calm demeanor, if only briefly. kakyoin gives bayonetta a slightly startled glance, hierophant's long strands reflexively coiling around him for a moment.
'friend.' bayonetta might have said that lightly, but for kakyoin, any acknowledgement of his stand as more than just 'a strange ability' strikes a chord. ]
... an extension of myself.
[ it's said at a quieter mutter before he turns his attention to an NPC, slapping their weapon halfway across the room and dumping them on the ground. he clears his throat before continuing, trying to appear composed once more. ]
no subject
'friend.' bayonetta might have said that lightly, but for kakyoin, any acknowledgement of his stand as more than just 'a strange ability' strikes a chord. ]
... an extension of myself.
[ it's said at a quieter mutter before he turns his attention to an NPC, slapping their weapon halfway across the room and dumping them on the ground. he clears his throat before continuing, trying to appear composed once more. ]
Just something I can control.