Is he going to have to sit here in this accursed shrine? By himself? For two days? He didn't even pack any provisions!! What's he supposed to eat while he waits?!
...Oh... But Estinien is showing faith in him. He doesn't want to spurn that trust by complaining about frivolous things like food... And as for Hayame...
He tries to disguise the look of dismay that's still lingering on his face when she addresses him, snapping to attention with perfect, straight-backed posture... Just before she throws a shirt at him. He catches it, thankfully, and starts to open his mouth to argue that he's not whining, his concern is Meteion's comfort first and foremost, but-- Ugh. It's not worth it.]
Right. I... I'll keep you both informed... [He looks at Estinien instead of Hayame, nodding firmly.] You can count on me.
[It's after they leave, as Ryunosuke is settling down and trying to make himself comfortable for the long wait, that the eerie apology from the entity echoes in his head.
'I'm sorry,' it whispers faintly.
His eyes bug out as he glances around in alarm, and then he shudders, looking at the chrysalis pleadingly.]
...Far be it from me to rush you, but... Please try not to take too long, Miss Meteion...
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Is he going to have to sit here in this accursed shrine? By himself? For two days? He didn't even pack any provisions!! What's he supposed to eat while he waits?!
...Oh... But Estinien is showing faith in him. He doesn't want to spurn that trust by complaining about frivolous things like food... And as for Hayame...
He tries to disguise the look of dismay that's still lingering on his face when she addresses him, snapping to attention with perfect, straight-backed posture... Just before she throws a shirt at him. He catches it, thankfully, and starts to open his mouth to argue that he's not whining, his concern is Meteion's comfort first and foremost, but-- Ugh. It's not worth it.]
Right. I... I'll keep you both informed... [He looks at Estinien instead of Hayame, nodding firmly.] You can count on me.
[It's after they leave, as Ryunosuke is settling down and trying to make himself comfortable for the long wait, that the eerie apology from the entity echoes in his head.
'I'm sorry,' it whispers faintly.
His eyes bug out as he glances around in alarm, and then he shudders, looking at the chrysalis pleadingly.]
...Far be it from me to rush you, but... Please try not to take too long, Miss Meteion...
[Ugh.]