[ dextera had also kept his sunbeam hidden for a while, afraid of what it might end up showing. after all, even the places he finds comforting and the people he thinks of as friends are monstrous to those from “normal” worlds, as he’s learned over and over in describing what he knows of himself to others.
that’s why he notices when mamoru leaves, and he knows why mamoru leaves, too. his intention in following him is altruistic, since he figures that mamoru will know he’s approaching anyway, but he doesn’t expect to hear the memory played through the little amber crystal. ]
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[ his own sunbeam pocketed now, dextera’s press for communion is surprisingly even. he doesn’t seem especially rattled by what he’s heard, except for the initial surprise of gunshots. ]
3! for fun!
that’s why he notices when mamoru leaves, and he knows why mamoru leaves, too. his intention in following him is altruistic, since he figures that mamoru will know he’s approaching anyway, but he doesn’t expect to hear the memory played through the little amber crystal. ]
…
[ his own sunbeam pocketed now, dextera’s press for communion is surprisingly even. he doesn’t seem especially rattled by what he’s heard, except for the initial surprise of gunshots. ]
…you’re the monster?