[ His heart is still speeding, fear and adrenaline coursing through him, but the white-haired man doesn't make a move to attack and so neither does he. They're at a standstill, here in this strange hallway, and he feels sick to his stomach, his legs still weak, and he doesn't understand any of this.
But he still needs answers. He'd gotten none before, but this time the white-haired man seems a little more talkative.
Maybe, if he can find out the information he needs, maybe... maybe there's still some way to get it to Maelle. Lune. His team who will need it more than ever. ]
Who are you?
[ The question that's been bothering him since the beach. Who is this man, why did he do what he did, why was he set on killing them? ]
no subject
But he still needs answers. He'd gotten none before, but this time the white-haired man seems a little more talkative.
Maybe, if he can find out the information he needs, maybe... maybe there's still some way to get it to Maelle. Lune. His team who will need it more than ever. ]
Who are you?
[ The question that's been bothering him since the beach. Who is this man, why did he do what he did, why was he set on killing them? ]