[He's well aware of that, but unfortunately, this is the hole he has dug himself into.
Kokichi swallows, but his throat is dry. It's the first time he's seen beastification right in front of his eyes - not just warned about it, or read about it, or gotten it implied by hushed whispers and startled stares...there was now a monster before him where there was previously a young child.
One that would have to die.
The beast raises its arms, and if he wasn't so aware of the danger, it might almost be a compelling sight in the sense that there's no malice behind the gesture, so far as he can tell. It's light, and befitting, and--then it blasts the other boy who previously had the child in his care with the blast of light.
And then it turns its attention towards him, and somehow he can recognize what it's saying. It doesn't even fully get that it's doing harm, does it...?]
No, I can't...I...can't...
[It probably doesn't even understand him at this point as he's stumbling back. This is why he needs to learn how to fight, this is why it's such a burden being a pacifist here, he has to change that, he has to become stronger somehow.
He takes a deep breath in that feels somewhat like a dry heave before he almost stumbles over himself walking backwards. He's almost hoping that Alvin or Ochako or Sayo or anyone might suddenly appear, call him out for being a moron, and then take care of this for him because he's too weak to do it, and a bleeding heart, at that, but it doesn't feel likely.
His gaze averts to where the other boy was blown back.
tyijkijhb IT'S OK
Kokichi swallows, but his throat is dry. It's the first time he's seen beastification right in front of his eyes - not just warned about it, or read about it, or gotten it implied by hushed whispers and startled stares...there was now a monster before him where there was previously a young child.
One that would have to die.
The beast raises its arms, and if he wasn't so aware of the danger, it might almost be a compelling sight in the sense that there's no malice behind the gesture, so far as he can tell. It's light, and befitting, and--then it blasts the other boy who previously had the child in his care with the blast of light.
And then it turns its attention towards him, and somehow he can recognize what it's saying. It doesn't even fully get that it's doing harm, does it...?]
No, I can't...I...can't...
[It probably doesn't even understand him at this point as he's stumbling back. This is why he needs to learn how to fight, this is why it's such a burden being a pacifist here, he has to change that, he has to become stronger somehow.
He takes a deep breath in that feels somewhat like a dry heave before he almost stumbles over himself walking backwards. He's almost hoping that Alvin or Ochako or Sayo or anyone might suddenly appear, call him out for being a moron, and then take care of this for him because he's too weak to do it, and a bleeding heart, at that, but it doesn't feel likely.
His gaze averts to where the other boy was blown back.
Maybe he'll recover...? Hopefully...]