catchall; nogiku

[aitou]

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[aitou]

[He seems a little surprised about this--only for a moment, though, before his face softens. Her words make him laugh a little.]

Well, we've been partners for a long time.

[pura]

Yes, I could tell... It must be both comforting, and terrifying, to have someone so important to you here.

[But the bubble hasn't dissipated, so... Hm. Nogiku stares at it with a frown, hesitating.]

[aitou]

[That's... exactly how it feels, actually, and he nods, looking a little grateful that she seems to understand.

He sees that hesitation, though--and while there isn't much he can do, he can at least offer his hand, if she wants it.]

[pura]

[She stares at his hand for a moment, as if considering it... But in the end, she shakes her head. It's not touch week anymore.]

... Let's just get this over with.

[She presses her hand to the bubble, and imbues it with more color.]

[aitou]

[It's not quite as violently traumatic as some of the other memories he's seen, but there's still quite a lot going on here. He blinks a few times when it ends, turning a cautiously curious look in her direction.]

Eh, that was...?

[Face... stealing???]

[pura]

[Oh. She seems... angry now, though also incredibly sad. Smad.]

...

My mother.

[aitou]

Someone... stole her face? Like a demon?

[pura]

[Hah! For better or for worse, that gets a laugh out of her. It's an ugly, bitter thing, really.]

... Yes, exactly like a demon. Human in body only, but monstrous in every other way that matters.

[aitou]

[Yasusada's smart enough to realize that there's something here he doesn't understand--but he doesn't know how to begin asking about what it could possibly be.]

...Were you able to defeat her?

[pura]

Defeat her? That monster is long gone. She died, still beautiful, and faced none of the consequences of her actions.