Ryunosuke holds Estinien's gaze for a few moments longer before he once again turns his attention to their surroundings. He'd saved his life... slowly, he remembers. He can still see where the earth had crumbled, where he'd struggle for freedom, with so many Kenoma bearing down on him. He remembers the blood, the feeling of Kaeya's shard in his claws.
His fingers instinctively grasp at his shard.
"...The Venerans... have they been..."
He remembers coming here to defend them from culling, he remembers fighting in the streets. Had they succeeded? He remembers coming here to help them once before, when the city was still with illness, when he had been...
He flinches, choking on his breath. He had been so sick, so powerless. The Innocence had held him tight, eroding him with its presence. Is this the final result? Is he being hollowed out so that it might live through him?
Slowly, he lays down on his side, as if the energy to do anything else has left him.
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His fingers instinctively grasp at his shard.
"...The Venerans... have they been..."
He remembers coming here to defend them from culling, he remembers fighting in the streets. Had they succeeded? He remembers coming here to help them once before, when the city was still with illness, when he had been...
He flinches, choking on his breath. He had been so sick, so powerless. The Innocence had held him tight, eroding him with its presence. Is this the final result? Is he being hollowed out so that it might live through him?
Slowly, he lays down on his side, as if the energy to do anything else has left him.