[ He almost snorts at that answer. Finally, a sentiment he can understand. But he doesn't, and just smiles to Dabi instead. It's uneasy and stretched a little thin, anything but happy, but grimly determined. ]
No idea whatsoever. [ And he doesn't sound even the least bit disturbed by that.
He is nervous, unsettled about the not knowing of it, but most of his life is like that. So you kind of just have to get used to rolling with it. It isn't the first time his eye has evolved. It isn't the first time corruption in this world has made his abilities become unpredictable and wild -- more powerful, it almost seems -- and it won't be the last. Exorcism -- the purification of the corruptive material from the soul that can drive it and the body mad -- of someone still alive is different than the souls of the dead he's lived nearly his whole life doing. But...
He brings a hand up -- his left one, blood red and plated in carapace-like armor around his fingers and knuckles, long black nails befitting a devil more than a human -- and merely offers it as means of true answer. More to grip and clasp than to shake as gentlemen do.
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No idea whatsoever. [ And he doesn't sound even the least bit disturbed by that.
He is nervous, unsettled about the not knowing of it, but most of his life is like that. So you kind of just have to get used to rolling with it. It isn't the first time his eye has evolved. It isn't the first time corruption in this world has made his abilities become unpredictable and wild -- more powerful, it almost seems -- and it won't be the last. Exorcism -- the purification of the corruptive material from the soul that can drive it and the body mad -- of someone still alive is different than the souls of the dead he's lived nearly his whole life doing. But...
He brings a hand up -- his left one, blood red and plated in carapace-like armor around his fingers and knuckles, long black nails befitting a devil more than a human -- and merely offers it as means of true answer. More to grip and clasp than to shake as gentlemen do.
Dabi -- Touya doesn't seem the type. ]
But I think it starts like this.
[ Now take his hand you bastard. ]