[ that's okay, it's the hand with fantasy nerve damage that gets clawed, and he's too distracted by the memory to really care. it's really very sad now, how many times he's realized that worlds across worlds, memories across memories, people are treated this way. as chattel, for amusement, for money or labor. so often, it's only children—or people who have lost their way, or never had the luxury of a home to begin with.
izutsumi is really still just a child. it seems she ended up in a household that didn't treat her cruelly, eventually, but even that's still the exchange of ownership. it isn't just her monstrous side that's made her less human—that's how she's been treated.
his emotions in response are a quiet heartache. an incandescent fury. he ignores the claws and his better, isolating instincts to bring her in for a very gentle hug, paired with an innate understanding. ]
...I'm sorry they did that to you. I'm glad you didn't give up.
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izutsumi is really still just a child. it seems she ended up in a household that didn't treat her cruelly, eventually, but even that's still the exchange of ownership. it isn't just her monstrous side that's made her less human—that's how she's been treated.
his emotions in response are a quiet heartache. an incandescent fury. he ignores the claws and his better, isolating instincts to bring her in for a very gentle hug, paired with an innate understanding. ]
...I'm sorry they did that to you. I'm glad you didn't give up.