[She's absolutely and completely valid- this is an awful, gross, useless, horrible monster, but there's this pall that still rattles Ryuji from his insides that can't quite reconcile the fact that the form of his mother is, by means of syllogism, the same as this shadow creature that he created from... his own darkness vomit.
Shit's fucking wild, man.
He hasn't seen hide nor hair of her in.
God, it's been two years. It's fine. It's okay. He'll just have to put her to rest. He feels awful, but everyone feels awful here; he's not special and never has been. A deep breath, his eyes watery, he clenches onto his baseball batgun and takes aim.]
Okay! Okay. Shit, okay.
[He'd be more eloquent if he wasn't shaking.
Actually, scratch that, he'd never be eloquent.
Inaction could hurt Kaede. He needs to focus on that.]
Let's kill it. Let's kill my mom.
Shit.
[When the going gets rough, as they say. Time to pull. that. trigger.]
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Shit's fucking wild, man.
He hasn't seen hide nor hair of her in.
God, it's been two years. It's fine. It's okay. He'll just have to put her to rest. He feels awful, but everyone feels awful here; he's not special and never has been. A deep breath, his eyes watery, he clenches onto his baseball batgun and takes aim.]
Okay! Okay. Shit, okay.
[He'd be more eloquent if he wasn't shaking.
Actually, scratch that, he'd never be eloquent.
Inaction could hurt Kaede. He needs to focus on that.]
Let's kill it. Let's kill my mom.
Shit.
[When the going gets rough, as they say. Time to pull. that. trigger.]