[ it’s a lot, but it’s familiar too—even so, dextera oddly thinks that the archangel might be kinder than kureto. it feels like a treasonous thought when he’s here with guren, but kureto’s interrogation almost makes him long for the archangel’s calm, collected patience.
it was manipulation, but at least it was easy to pretend.
once they’re out of there, though, a number of things bother dextera: guren really not remembering so much of his time in the town among them. dextera has prepared for this possibility, but it’s hard to accept it now that he’s facing it directly. he twists the ring around his finger, anxious, but it’s possible that guren doesn’t remember where that case from either.
he just has to be patient. guren remembered his name, didn’t he? ]
…I’m sorry.
[ that’s the first thing dextera says, in shinya’s absence. ]
no subject
it was manipulation, but at least it was easy to pretend.
once they’re out of there, though, a number of things bother dextera: guren really not remembering so much of his time in the town among them. dextera has prepared for this possibility, but it’s hard to accept it now that he’s facing it directly. he twists the ring around his finger, anxious, but it’s possible that guren doesn’t remember where that case from either.
he just has to be patient. guren remembered his name, didn’t he? ]
…I’m sorry.
[ that’s the first thing dextera says, in shinya’s absence. ]