[... Ha. Minato huffs out a faintly amused breath at that, before he nods. He's still seated, and Thanatos allows Akira to approach without moving, hovering there as quietly and sinisterly as ever.]
Yes. That's right. Him... and Orpheus. They're both me.
[he can't explain it, but he can, in that way a wild card just knows]
[a small laugh, laced with a noise that almost sounds admiring]
One who faced death to retrieve that which he loved, and the embodiment of death itself. . . fitting. But--
[but--]
[he doesn't finish that thought. instead, as he stops a mere few footsteps away from Thanatos, his fingers twitch. he lifts his hand in the air, palm facing forward, and holds it there, hovering in front of Thanatos's head]
[that's all he says before he moves forward, pressing his hand palm flat against Thanatos's face, should both the Persona and Minato allow him to do so]
In a way. . . he's beautiful.
[fellas is it gay to call your senpai's soul persona beautiful]
[Akira is so focused on Thanatos that he misses the way Minato's mouth falls open. he can hear the bemusement in his senpai's tone, however; it merely draws a light little huff from Akira]
Hn? Ah. . . that.
[he also totally keeps his hand pressed against Thanatos's. . . face? kind of petting it like one might pet a horse. okay, Akira]
It just-- [. . . is there a polite way for him to ask this??]
Our Personas are a crystallization of who we are, aren't they? Especially ones like Satanael, or Thanatos. So. . .
[tilts his head at Minato]
. . . why is everything about your Journey so intrinsically tied to Death?
[There is no polite way to ask that, and Minato stills for a moment. Thanatos flickers, as their Personas do when they don't retain great focus on them--before he stabilizes again underneath Akira's touch.
And quietly, Minato closes his eyes, breathing out a slow sigh.]
[ah. . . right. keeping Thanatos maintained in this form must be using up a lot of SP. Akira flashes Minato an apologetic look before he withdraws his hand, signaling that it's fine if Minato recalls his Persona before he passes out from exhaustion]
[. . .]
[and that answer. . .]
[. . .]
Well.
[Akira's tone is carefully, purposefully light]
If you ever want to try, you know where to find me.
[the pieces are starting to come together, and Akira isn't sure he likes the picture they're beginning to form]
[Minato can't see, not with his eyes closed, but. . . a heavy pressure suddenly rests against his shoulder. and if he opens his eyes--]
[he'll find Akira crouching down next to him, one hand resting gently, warmly, against that shoulder, fingers lightly squeezing in a gesture that is meant to be comforting]
[. . .]
[Akira says nothing. but at times, he doesn't feel like he has to]
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Yes. That's right. Him... and Orpheus. They're both me.
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Mmm. . . I can feel it.
[he can't explain it, but he can, in that way a wild card just knows]
[a small laugh, laced with a noise that almost sounds admiring]
One who faced death to retrieve that which he loved, and the embodiment of death itself. . . fitting. But--
[but--]
[he doesn't finish that thought. instead, as he stops a mere few footsteps away from Thanatos, his fingers twitch. he lifts his hand in the air, palm facing forward, and holds it there, hovering in front of Thanatos's head]
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And as he does, Minato, almost as if he doesn't dare to breathe, murmurs:]
... You're not-- [Afraid? Daunted? Horrified?]
--bothered by him?
[He's curious about the "but", but... this has to be said first.]
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Of course not.
[that's all he says before he moves forward, pressing his hand palm flat against Thanatos's face, should both the Persona and Minato allow him to do so]
In a way. . . he's beautiful.
[fellas is it gay to call your senpai's soul persona beautiful]
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Minato's expression changes though.
It flickers, his lips parting in slight but notable surprise.
... Ah...]
I--oh.
[He wasn't prepared for that at all and it shows. A moment later, he ducks his head, clears his throat, and:]
... Um. You were about to say something before. "But"--but what?
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Hn? Ah. . . that.
[he also totally keeps his hand pressed against Thanatos's. . . face? kind of petting it like one might pet a horse. okay, Akira]
It just-- [. . . is there a polite way for him to ask this??]
Our Personas are a crystallization of who we are, aren't they? Especially ones like Satanael, or Thanatos. So. . .
[tilts his head at Minato]
. . . why is everything about your Journey so intrinsically tied to Death?
[he means the Arcana, btw]
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And quietly, Minato closes his eyes, breathing out a slow sigh.]
... That's... a complicated question.
I'm... not sure how to answer it.
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[. . .]
[and that answer. . .]
[. . .]
Well.
[Akira's tone is carefully, purposefully light]
If you ever want to try, you know where to find me.
[the pieces are starting to come together, and Akira isn't sure he likes the picture they're beginning to form]
[1/2]
Death... represents a change. A dramatic change, usually. Often, a change in thinking, from one state to another.
[...]
When I started my Journey... I didn't care about anything. Nothing... at all.
By the end... [His lips quirk ruefully.]
... I learned how to care... about everything.
[2/2]
He drops his Evoker to his lap.]
... That's... all I feel like I can tell right now. It's not that I don't want to tell you. It's just...
[It's just--]
I'm still figuring it all out myself.
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[he'll find Akira crouching down next to him, one hand resting gently, warmly, against that shoulder, fingers lightly squeezing in a gesture that is meant to be comforting]
[. . .]
[Akira says nothing. but at times, he doesn't feel like he has to]
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... When I figure it out... I'll tell you.
Okay?
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Okay.
[Akira returns that expression a soft smile of his own. for now. . . that's enough]