Where Satoru was the emotional one, Shun attempted to draw towards logic...usually.
Shun had been avoiding the thoughts of what would become of him, should he return home with Satoru. Because, in the end, he was left with one question: did he really...truly wish to attempt returning? In the end, he knew what would become of him. There was no doubt what fate would befall him. It was, practically, guaranteed. Crystallis didn't promise him a much longer life. He, also, didn't have his cantus pouring out of him.
It seemed that the current world was the better option, on the basis of people living, so far. That was, however, without having been there all that long. He didn't, honestly, have all that much to go on. There were quite a few things left without answers, and the stubborn side of him wasn't ready to call it a day. Nevertheless, he wouldn't get anywhere while being too exhausted to move, right?
When he felt those arms tighten around him, however, all thoughts came to a standstill. It felt as though everything was attempting to escape, at once. There were too many things he needed to deal with, and it seemed they had all reached a limit, with waiting to be handled. He was being forced to face the reality of the fact that he was upset...angry...scared.
Hearing that question served as an alert to just how loudly he'd shouted, "...Nevermind."
In spite of the fact that he'd had the outburst, he wasn't ready to talk about it. Instead, he focused on forcing out steady breaths. The feel of the warm, familiar body against his is...relaxing. While, logically, he knows it would be best to not continue bottling anything up, he also knows that the middle of a crowd isn't the best place. Holding his eyes closed, he lets his body relax and forces everything back to the recesses of his mind.
"..."
Michiko wasn't sure what to make of the scene before her. So, for the time being she was hanging back. When she felt those eyes land on her, she blinked and looked over. After a short pause, she flitted over and put a paw on the stranger's shoulder. Offering the other moogle a reassuring smile, she attempted to be encouraging.
"Don't worry, kupo. I'm sure they'll explain, soon. Master Shun likes to explain things to me. And, even if they don't explain, I'll find a way to figure it out...okay?"
Well, that was her attempt to cheer him up. She could only hope it worked.
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Shun had been avoiding the thoughts of what would become of him, should he return home with Satoru. Because, in the end, he was left with one question: did he really...truly wish to attempt returning? In the end, he knew what would become of him. There was no doubt what fate would befall him. It was, practically, guaranteed. Crystallis didn't promise him a much longer life. He, also, didn't have his cantus pouring out of him.
It seemed that the current world was the better option, on the basis of people living, so far. That was, however, without having been there all that long. He didn't, honestly, have all that much to go on. There were quite a few things left without answers, and the stubborn side of him wasn't ready to call it a day. Nevertheless, he wouldn't get anywhere while being too exhausted to move, right?
When he felt those arms tighten around him, however, all thoughts came to a standstill. It felt as though everything was attempting to escape, at once. There were too many things he needed to deal with, and it seemed they had all reached a limit, with waiting to be handled. He was being forced to face the reality of the fact that he was upset...angry...scared.
Hearing that question served as an alert to just how loudly he'd shouted, "...Nevermind."
In spite of the fact that he'd had the outburst, he wasn't ready to talk about it. Instead, he focused on forcing out steady breaths. The feel of the warm, familiar body against his is...relaxing. While, logically, he knows it would be best to not continue bottling anything up, he also knows that the middle of a crowd isn't the best place. Holding his eyes closed, he lets his body relax and forces everything back to the recesses of his mind.
"..."
Michiko wasn't sure what to make of the scene before her. So, for the time being she was hanging back. When she felt those eyes land on her, she blinked and looked over. After a short pause, she flitted over and put a paw on the stranger's shoulder. Offering the other moogle a reassuring smile, she attempted to be encouraging.
"Don't worry, kupo. I'm sure they'll explain, soon. Master Shun likes to explain things to me. And, even if they don't explain, I'll find a way to figure it out...okay?"
Well, that was her attempt to cheer him up. She could only hope it worked.