It isn't that he's fine with his own memories being on display; however, those are not nearly as jarring as being tossed through someone else's, experiencing someone else's altogether.
Feeling himself... like hard steel, burned hot and folded by a hammer, now honed and sharp and deadly. This... is his worst nightmare... becoming a weapon wielded by a human. It's awful. It truly is an awful experience, and he stands there afterward, stunned and throat tight.
He had not used a blade on Rin; he never would have used any kind of weapon. The thought never crossed his mind. And yet, the result may have very well been the same. It feels... the same.]
Mr. Matsui.
[THE FACT HE CAN JUST COME BACK FROM THIS SO CASUALLY. He kneels down in front of Matsui and very tentatively touches one of Matsui's shoulders with the tips of his fingers.]
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It isn't that he's fine with his own memories being on display; however, those are not nearly as jarring as being tossed through someone else's, experiencing someone else's altogether.
Feeling himself... like hard steel, burned hot and folded by a hammer, now honed and sharp and deadly. This... is his worst nightmare... becoming a weapon wielded by a human. It's awful. It truly is an awful experience, and he stands there afterward, stunned and throat tight.
He had not used a blade on Rin; he never would have used any kind of weapon. The thought never crossed his mind. And yet, the result may have very well been the same. It feels... the same.]
Mr. Matsui.
[THE FACT HE CAN JUST COME BACK FROM THIS SO CASUALLY. He kneels down in front of Matsui and very tentatively touches one of Matsui's shoulders with the tips of his fingers.]