And she switched up her story the second the police arrived, hm?
[Typical. Not that Akechi can blame her considering the pressure she must have been under, knowing exactly how quickly people disappear around Toyko when they choose to speak out against the influential. But even still - the way that Ren looks now, struggling to tell his story, trembling at the mere memory of it, he was just a child trying to play hero.
Akechi remembers what it felt like to feel that small, that fearful. Never again.]
This is the great justice we grew up being told would keep us safe. Everything we were taught - to put our heads down, to stay in line, to be silent - all of it was preparing us to be nothing but more aimless bodies in the system holding the wealthy up over us. My contempt for these disgusting elites of society -
[Oh, it burns like a wildfire within him, the memory of being able to cut down the parasites of society like Okumura, but his rival looks so small across from him. Akechi exhales, hot and fierce, trying to shake the monologue about justice on the tip of his tongue away.
Instead, he doesn't offer condolences, he simply says,]
You couldn't have known any better. It is deeply unfortunate it happened the way it did, even if we might never have met otherwise. If nothing else, it got you into the city, away from that backwater town your brilliance would have rotted in.
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[Typical. Not that Akechi can blame her considering the pressure she must have been under, knowing exactly how quickly people disappear around Toyko when they choose to speak out against the influential. But even still - the way that Ren looks now, struggling to tell his story, trembling at the mere memory of it, he was just a child trying to play hero.
Akechi remembers what it felt like to feel that small, that fearful. Never again.]
This is the great justice we grew up being told would keep us safe. Everything we were taught - to put our heads down, to stay in line, to be silent - all of it was preparing us to be nothing but more aimless bodies in the system holding the wealthy up over us. My contempt for these disgusting elites of society -
[Oh, it burns like a wildfire within him, the memory of being able to cut down the parasites of society like Okumura, but his rival looks so small across from him. Akechi exhales, hot and fierce, trying to shake the monologue about justice on the tip of his tongue away.
Instead, he doesn't offer condolences, he simply says,]
You couldn't have known any better. It is deeply unfortunate it happened the way it did, even if we might never have met otherwise. If nothing else, it got you into the city, away from that backwater town your brilliance would have rotted in.