[Street urchin lyfe. In his experience, if someone's touching him, it usually means someone needs to get punched. At any rate, Mista says he doesn't look like someone who'd get used by a magic tool, and maybe he could believe that was true, a few years ago. Right now, though, he's not so sure. There's a part of him that wonders if it wouldn't be worth it just to fix things and bear the consequences. He was already going to die, after all. What did it matter?
...Of course, those consequences might not just be his own to bear. Didn't the Director say something about the last guy nearly killing everyone in his village with a relic? He can't bear the thought of hurting someone again, because he was too much of a coward to deal with it. Guilt and fear are warring within Shinjiro's heart, and he just keeps standing there, like he can't move.]
I mean...all this. This whole place. Nothing in here's real, is it?
[But eventually, there will be real ones. That's the point; he gets that much. Somehow, they're simulating what it feels like to touch these things. It should make the choice easier, but there's still a siren song in the back of his mind: Do you know that? For sure? What do you know about magic? You never even understood the Dark Hour properly, or how to control your own power.
Shinjiro lets out a tch, and tries to shove the fake Evoker in his pocket and keep walking, in the hopes that maybe if he's not holding it directly anymore, things will be easier. (Spoiler alert: they aren't.)
Are you really going to play at being a hero again? After what happened last time? Just fulfill your obligation and let them kill you already.]
...Hey. You were here for the first relic the old lady was talkin' about, right? What happened, there? How bad was it?
[Shinjiro doesn't sound like he's looking for reassurance, this time. The opposite, in fact; he feels like he's losing this war with himself, so he tries to keep that dead woman's image in his mind, and then imagine dozens, maybe hundreds more. Tries to imagine Ken on that night two years later (You murdered her!) and extend it out to how many lives he could ruin if he ever really did it.
He doesn't look at Mista as he forces himself forward, but if the other teen should look at him, he might find his face is wet.]
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...Of course, those consequences might not just be his own to bear. Didn't the Director say something about the last guy nearly killing everyone in his village with a relic? He can't bear the thought of hurting someone again, because he was too much of a coward to deal with it. Guilt and fear are warring within Shinjiro's heart, and he just keeps standing there, like he can't move.]
I mean...all this. This whole place. Nothing in here's real, is it?
[But eventually, there will be real ones. That's the point; he gets that much. Somehow, they're simulating what it feels like to touch these things. It should make the choice easier, but there's still a siren song in the back of his mind: Do you know that? For sure? What do you know about magic? You never even understood the Dark Hour properly, or how to control your own power.
Shinjiro lets out a tch, and tries to shove the fake Evoker in his pocket and keep walking, in the hopes that maybe if he's not holding it directly anymore, things will be easier. (Spoiler alert: they aren't.)
Are you really going to play at being a hero again? After what happened last time? Just fulfill your obligation and let them kill you already.]
...Hey. You were here for the first relic the old lady was talkin' about, right? What happened, there? How bad was it?
[Shinjiro doesn't sound like he's looking for reassurance, this time. The opposite, in fact; he feels like he's losing this war with himself, so he tries to keep that dead woman's image in his mind, and then imagine dozens, maybe hundreds more. Tries to imagine Ken on that night two years later (You murdered her!) and extend it out to how many lives he could ruin if he ever really did it.
He doesn't look at Mista as he forces himself forward, but if the other teen should look at him, he might find his face is wet.]