Those wide swaths of darkened, purple burnt skin on the man before -- that's what it had to be, and his eyes snap open wide with the horror of it. What kind of damage...
...could make a child do this to himself? ]
Stop! [ The heat of the flames hits him full in the face as well, hot but not physically hot like it would be in the "real" world but like being scorched by the intensity of emotion itself, but he doesn't care and lunges forward anyway. Soft white condensed light whipping in a flame-like array of feathers that take shape around his arms and down his back as he does so, the full invocation of his cloak spinning protectively to life even as he tries to pull the burning boy to him in a fierce hug.
Smothering, or trying to at least, the flames as the heavy spiritual weight of his own cloak wraps around them both and pulls in tight. ] Please stop!
[ It might burn them both alive even through the nullifying effect of his Innocence -- consume them, the other's emotions -- but he isn't letting go. These aren't their real bodies, who knows what can even happen, but he doesn't care. ]
I -- I know... I'm sorry. [ He really, truly is. ] But you mustn't do something so sad! If you do...
[ It's heartbreaking. Utterly heartbreaking, and his still-human fingers twitch for a moment, digging against the intangible fabric of his own cloak. If Touya tries to pull back, he is holding on with an absolutely iron grip, no matter how much it might hurt him. ]
If you do isn't that the same as letting someone like that control you too?! The same as letting them think they're right?! [ His voice doesn't pitch in anger or frustration, but from being distraught. Pleading, if fiercely.
Your corruption is controlling you. You can't let it. ]
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Those wide swaths of darkened, purple burnt skin on the man before -- that's what it had to be, and his eyes snap open wide with the horror of it. What kind of damage...
...could make a child do this to himself? ]
Stop! [ The heat of the flames hits him full in the face as well, hot but not physically hot like it would be in the "real" world but like being scorched by the intensity of emotion itself, but he doesn't care and lunges forward anyway. Soft white condensed light whipping in a flame-like array of feathers that take shape around his arms and down his back as he does so, the full invocation of his cloak spinning protectively to life even as he tries to pull the burning boy to him in a fierce hug.
Smothering, or trying to at least, the flames as the heavy spiritual weight of his own cloak wraps around them both and pulls in tight. ] Please stop!
[ It might burn them both alive even through the nullifying effect of his Innocence -- consume them, the other's emotions -- but he isn't letting go. These aren't their real bodies, who knows what can even happen, but he doesn't care. ]
I -- I know... I'm sorry. [ He really, truly is. ] But you mustn't do something so sad! If you do...
[ It's heartbreaking. Utterly heartbreaking, and his still-human fingers twitch for a moment, digging against the intangible fabric of his own cloak. If Touya tries to pull back, he is holding on with an absolutely iron grip, no matter how much it might hurt him. ]
If you do isn't that the same as letting someone like that control you too?! The same as letting them think they're right?! [ His voice doesn't pitch in anger or frustration, but from being distraught. Pleading, if fiercely.
Your corruption is controlling you. You can't let it. ]
You have to be stronger than that!