[ At a feeling of control, Maruki's head whips toward her. He stares at Venat so intensely as she speaks that by the time that final question is posed at him, he actually trips over a stray root. ]
Oh–!!
[ Clumsy as ever. The walking stick helps him not totally eat shit, but it's not a dignified stumble by any means, and he's sure Argos thinks he's pathetic.
Maruki straightens back up, tries to regain some composure, and glances at her again with a sheepish laugh. ]
No, you... you didn't go astray. You hit the nail directly on the head, actually. Several times.
[ Has he told her his analogy about physical wounds? He wracks his brain, doesn't think he has. It's uncanny. Exactly what he told Akira. ]
That's all correct. More correct than I can possibly tell you in words. It's, ah...
[ Battling back against the suffering that we all must face.
It's killing him, not being able to express how being seen so plainly by someone who understands the depth of statements like that makes him feel. He does his best to impart it in the soft smile before he turns his sights back on their trail. ]
That is how I feel, you're right. I can try to give that explanation next time, though I can already foresee how it'll go over.
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Date: 2024-06-10 10:49 pm (UTC)Oh–!!
[ Clumsy as ever. The walking stick helps him not totally eat shit, but it's not a dignified stumble by any means, and he's sure Argos thinks he's pathetic.
Maruki straightens back up, tries to regain some composure, and glances at her again with a sheepish laugh. ]
No, you... you didn't go astray. You hit the nail directly on the head, actually. Several times.
[ Has he told her his analogy about physical wounds? He wracks his brain, doesn't think he has. It's uncanny. Exactly what he told Akira. ]
That's all correct. More correct than I can possibly tell you in words. It's, ah...
[ Battling back against the suffering that we all must face.
It's killing him, not being able to express how being seen so plainly by someone who understands the depth of statements like that makes him feel. He does his best to impart it in the soft smile before he turns his sights back on their trail. ]
That is how I feel, you're right. I can try to give that explanation next time, though I can already foresee how it'll go over.