[But more than just the listless depression from before, Shinji looks kind of agitated, now. He hasn't seen any shadows in his simulation before, but he's also never quite moved from that one spot, either. If he has to walk around in it, he might find them -- and that just brings up entirely too many questions of what would happen if someone encountered a simulated Shadow.
If he'd realized these simulations could leak out from that room, he would've never, ever picked it.]
Shit.
[He runs a hand through his hair before he sighs harshly, turning to Qrow. His posture, though it retains its trademark slouch, all but radiates tension.]
Look, this is the Dark Hour. I don't know enough about magic or what's wrong with the Dojo to say what'll happen to someone who gets attacked by a Shadow here, especially if they ain't got a Persona.
[One hand is clenched tight, white-knuckled, around the handle of his Evoker as he says this. Reluctance is etched into his features--the thought of possibly having to summon Castor here of all places quite frankly makes him nauseous--but he knows he might not have a choice.]
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[But more than just the listless depression from before, Shinji looks kind of agitated, now. He hasn't seen any shadows in his simulation before, but he's also never quite moved from that one spot, either. If he has to walk around in it, he might find them -- and that just brings up entirely too many questions of what would happen if someone encountered a simulated Shadow.
If he'd realized these simulations could leak out from that room, he would've never, ever picked it.]
Shit.
[He runs a hand through his hair before he sighs harshly, turning to Qrow. His posture, though it retains its trademark slouch, all but radiates tension.]
Look, this is the Dark Hour. I don't know enough about magic or what's wrong with the Dojo to say what'll happen to someone who gets attacked by a Shadow here, especially if they ain't got a Persona.
[One hand is clenched tight, white-knuckled, around the handle of his Evoker as he says this. Reluctance is etched into his features--the thought of possibly having to summon Castor here of all places quite frankly makes him nauseous--but he knows he might not have a choice.]
So stay behind me, alright?