[ he echoes in unimpressed deadpan that could be taken for disbelief.
still, he's quick to let his hand fall away from his neck lest the damn thing broadcasts his urge to dunk akira into the ocean for being an insufferable smart-ass even now to an entire world. it's not like he resents the explanation itself; magic and thought-broadcasting items aren't as unthinkable to him as they would be to most people. once before he'd awoken to powers and an app on his phone that would allow him to enter what is essentially another world shaped by the cognition of other people. so despite the way akira gives him information in fractured, confusing pieces, he doesn't doubt what's being said.
no. what gives him trouble is the logistics of how he's here when he should be dead. granted, for all that he'd heard the guns go off, he doesn't recall feeling the bullet pierce his skin nor is there any evidence on him that suggests he truly was shot. the uncertainty is maddening.
it's time to get to the bottom of this. ]
How did you get here? [ a beat and then he realizes the way the question is phrased gives akira plenty of room to continue dancing around the issue despite the strong implication behind it. so to make sure that he doesn't, he cuts to the heart of the matter by adding, plainly: ] Did you die?
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[ he echoes in unimpressed deadpan that could be taken for disbelief.
still, he's quick to let his hand fall away from his neck lest the damn thing broadcasts his urge to dunk akira into the ocean for being an insufferable smart-ass even now to an entire world. it's not like he resents the explanation itself; magic and thought-broadcasting items aren't as unthinkable to him as they would be to most people. once before he'd awoken to powers and an app on his phone that would allow him to enter what is essentially another world shaped by the cognition of other people. so despite the way akira gives him information in fractured, confusing pieces, he doesn't doubt what's being said.
no. what gives him trouble is the logistics of how he's here when he should be dead. granted, for all that he'd heard the guns go off, he doesn't recall feeling the bullet pierce his skin nor is there any evidence on him that suggests he truly was shot. the uncertainty is maddening.
it's time to get to the bottom of this. ]
How did you get here? [ a beat and then he realizes the way the question is phrased gives akira plenty of room to continue dancing around the issue despite the strong implication behind it. so to make sure that he doesn't, he cuts to the heart of the matter by adding, plainly: ] Did you die?