[ dextera likely knows more about makoto’s time in horos than makoto himself does; and even then, he doesn’t know half of how deep it really went. the crack in makoto’s shard and the resulting sword he crafted from it was his only true insight into something they never spoke about.
it’s enough, though, to nod when makoto lightly asks if this isn’t just more of the same: choices made for them, forced by circumstance rather than by desire. ]
…I want you on my side.
[ the delivery of it is as neutral as it can possibly be, even through communion. he’s not trying to sway makoto with it, merely stating a fact and laying his cards out on the table. if by some chance they survive beyond this ordeal, he doesn’t want makoto to be his enemy in a world where he’s taken up a much more active role in guiding his force.
with that acknowledged, he’s giving his implicit permission for his words to be disregarded. makoto doesn’t have to really care about what he says, not out of sincerity or obligation. ]
Until now… I felt like we were doing well. But suddenly the world has changed.
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it’s enough, though, to nod when makoto lightly asks if this isn’t just more of the same: choices made for them, forced by circumstance rather than by desire. ]
…I want you on my side.
[ the delivery of it is as neutral as it can possibly be, even through communion. he’s not trying to sway makoto with it, merely stating a fact and laying his cards out on the table. if by some chance they survive beyond this ordeal, he doesn’t want makoto to be his enemy in a world where he’s taken up a much more active role in guiding his force.
with that acknowledged, he’s giving his implicit permission for his words to be disregarded. makoto doesn’t have to really care about what he says, not out of sincerity or obligation. ]
Until now… I felt like we were doing well. But suddenly the world has changed.