While Satoru's mind felt as though it were overloading, Shun's had moved to a standstill. He knew that, were he to over-think everything without having much to go off of, he would only wind up confusing himself. With that, he was focusing on what he did know:
They were not from this place. This place was drawing people in, from various...worlds, it seemed. Anyone with powers, prior to coming there, no longer had their powers or skills -- it even applied to skills such as physical strength, speed, and endurance. Everyone's bodies had, apparently, been altered. He assumed it had something to do with the Queen of Aqures Ixen, who had been the one to ask his moogle to "help" him -- someone that had been deemed a "legendary hero", even by the people of that world. The people who believed he would be aiding in saving the very world he'd been summoned to, against his will...
...And, surely, he'd been waking from the dream, eventually.
The comfort he was deriving from the close contact was enough to calm him, for the most part. That was his best friend -- someone he'd said things to, for the sake of chasing away. Someone he'd wounded, deeply, to ensure he never came looking for him. The embrace would never been enough to make up for that, but it was a start. He could feel himself relaxing into it, after a few seconds. But, then...he heard those words, and his chest was tightening right back up. Closing his eyes even more tightly, he fought against the stinging sensation. No...he wouldn't cry.
When he felt Satoru pulling away, it didn't help his battle. Even with how small the distance was, some of the comfort had been pulled away. His hands slowly lowered to his own sides as he subconsciously began withdrawing. Those...words. Jaw line tightening, he held a blink to hide the pain that threatened to shine through. The mask was up, just like that, too. He'd managed it for the past year, so it wasn't too difficult to manage...once more. When his eyes opened, the hint of a smile -- wry and, yet, another attempt at keeping the focus off of his own pain -- appeared, "In this world, I doubt I would get very far by blindly running away."
Then, green eyes averting to the ground, his expression turned more calm, than anything. He knew, perfectly well, what his ex-boyfriend meant by those words. After a soft exhale, he added, "Things are different, here, Satoru. There's little point in dwelling on the past, in a world where we don't even have our original abilities. Right now, it would be best to find out who else is here, and then figure out how we're going to go about dealing with this."
His voice was soft, almost gentle. In the end, he knew it wasn't something Satoru wanted to hear, right now...but Shun hadn't said he would run away. The other teen had been one of his dearest friends, even before they'd dated. The Karma Demon's reasons for pushing him away had- well...it...had nothing to do with the world they were in.
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They were not from this place. This place was drawing people in, from various...worlds, it seemed. Anyone with powers, prior to coming there, no longer had their powers or skills -- it even applied to skills such as physical strength, speed, and endurance. Everyone's bodies had, apparently, been altered. He assumed it had something to do with the Queen of Aqures Ixen, who had been the one to ask his moogle to "help" him -- someone that had been deemed a "legendary hero", even by the people of that world. The people who believed he would be aiding in saving the very world he'd been summoned to, against his will...
...And, surely, he'd been waking from the dream, eventually.
The comfort he was deriving from the close contact was enough to calm him, for the most part. That was his best friend -- someone he'd said things to, for the sake of chasing away. Someone he'd wounded, deeply, to ensure he never came looking for him. The embrace would never been enough to make up for that, but it was a start. He could feel himself relaxing into it, after a few seconds. But, then...he heard those words, and his chest was tightening right back up. Closing his eyes even more tightly, he fought against the stinging sensation. No...he wouldn't cry.
When he felt Satoru pulling away, it didn't help his battle. Even with how small the distance was, some of the comfort had been pulled away. His hands slowly lowered to his own sides as he subconsciously began withdrawing. Those...words. Jaw line tightening, he held a blink to hide the pain that threatened to shine through. The mask was up, just like that, too. He'd managed it for the past year, so it wasn't too difficult to manage...once more. When his eyes opened, the hint of a smile -- wry and, yet, another attempt at keeping the focus off of his own pain -- appeared, "In this world, I doubt I would get very far by blindly running away."
Then, green eyes averting to the ground, his expression turned more calm, than anything. He knew, perfectly well, what his ex-boyfriend meant by those words. After a soft exhale, he added, "Things are different, here, Satoru. There's little point in dwelling on the past, in a world where we don't even have our original abilities. Right now, it would be best to find out who else is here, and then figure out how we're going to go about dealing with this."
His voice was soft, almost gentle. In the end, he knew it wasn't something Satoru wanted to hear, right now...but Shun hadn't said he would run away. The other teen had been one of his dearest friends, even before they'd dated. The Karma Demon's reasons for pushing him away had- well...it...had nothing to do with the world they were in.