[The train station. Good to know. Akechi is just going to put that in his back pocket. Anything to get out of all of this snow.
The silence, brief as it is, begins to soothe some of the older teen's burning fury, giving him a few moments to just settle into his own skin. It's impossible to ignore the feel of the hot air he's exhaling, the warmth that's just beginning to tingle in his arms, how utterly frostbitten the tip of his nose is. It's...
Wherever this is, whoever has brought him here, Akechi is very much alive. And that realization both comforts and rattles him all at once.
But then this kid has the audacity to ask about why he's angry and that just brings it all back to the surface.]
I don't see how that's any of your business. [You have to unlock social rank level 10 to hear his tragic backstory, minato.] Ask him yourself if you're so concerned. I have no doubt the doctor will paint himself as the savior of everything, but surely anyone with even the simplest of minds can see where his actualization theory goes wrong.
[And he looks sourly off at the scenery rushing along around them, skinny arms curled tightly around himself as he shivers, seemingly finished until Akechi adds one final word on the matter.]
There is no such thing as a perfect world. Not without going against someone's wishes.
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The silence, brief as it is, begins to soothe some of the older teen's burning fury, giving him a few moments to just settle into his own skin. It's impossible to ignore the feel of the hot air he's exhaling, the warmth that's just beginning to tingle in his arms, how utterly frostbitten the tip of his nose is. It's...
Wherever this is, whoever has brought him here, Akechi is very much alive. And that realization both comforts and rattles him all at once.
But then this kid has the audacity to ask about why he's angry and that just brings it all back to the surface.]
I don't see how that's any of your business. [You have to unlock social rank level 10 to hear his tragic backstory, minato.] Ask him yourself if you're so concerned. I have no doubt the doctor will paint himself as the savior of everything, but surely anyone with even the simplest of minds can see where his actualization theory goes wrong.
[And he looks sourly off at the scenery rushing along around them, skinny arms curled tightly around himself as he shivers, seemingly finished until Akechi adds one final word on the matter.]
There is no such thing as a perfect world. Not without going against someone's wishes.