[He has memories of Pandemonium, of finding Lucifer's severed head, dreams where Lucilius kills all of his precious friends. He even has the occasional nightmare where he's the one doing something heinous—and he still wakes up with a start, and he still can't sleep afterward, but the people in those dreams don't have names or faces. Just voices, as their islands crumble beneath them.
This one is different.]
I was...i-in that dream, I was hurting you...
[Hopefully it should go without saying based on his reaction to it that it's not something he'd ever actually want to do, but he doesn't especially seem like he's ready to clarify the details yet either. He's still clinging to Izumi with shaking hands, seeking comfort from the warmth of his body.]
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[He has memories of Pandemonium, of finding Lucifer's severed head, dreams where Lucilius kills all of his precious friends. He even has the occasional nightmare where he's the one doing something heinous—and he still wakes up with a start, and he still can't sleep afterward, but the people in those dreams don't have names or faces. Just voices, as their islands crumble beneath them.
This one is different.]
I was...i-in that dream, I was hurting you...
[Hopefully it should go without saying based on his reaction to it that it's not something he'd ever actually want to do, but he doesn't especially seem like he's ready to clarify the details yet either. He's still clinging to Izumi with shaking hands, seeking comfort from the warmth of his body.]