Elias receives her tears, quiet and restrained. He listens, and the air sparks with electricity, calculating, observing. He will assure her, through a soft crackling speaker, that Aunamee is far too strong as one of the Fog’s loudest and most devoted conduits. He is a vicious murderer, and it’s not her fault that she slipped.
Makoto will feel warmth on her shoulder. Heat, tricking her into thinking someone is standing beside her and cradling her comfortingly. He'll assure her that there is plenty of time to hit him back, with the help of good friends and the machines of the arcade.
Plenty of time.
He will pay his dues.
They don't need to save him along with the rest of their friends.
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Makoto will feel warmth on her shoulder. Heat, tricking her into thinking someone is standing beside her and cradling her comfortingly. He'll assure her that there is plenty of time to hit him back, with the help of good friends and the machines of the arcade.
Plenty of time.
He will pay his dues.
They don't need to save him along with the rest of their friends.