[This is honestly something that Tohru can get behind: Helping. Even the order is almost, for a moment, comforting. It reminds her of Kyo, in a strange sort of way. A firm sound, but with some softer emotions echoing underneath.
And it reminds Tohru that she barely knows Akito. She is caught between two images-- of the Akito everyone loves and the Akito that is feared,--- and decides to herself I'll set them both aside. Because regardless, they're together now. And they can't leave their connection: The lovely people who would want both of them safe.]
Of course. I have an apartment here. I can take you there.
[Tohru visibly debates offering Akito a hand, then timidly points down the street.] It's not far.
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And it reminds Tohru that she barely knows Akito. She is caught between two images-- of the Akito everyone loves and the Akito that is feared,--- and decides to herself I'll set them both aside. Because regardless, they're together now. And they can't leave their connection: The lovely people who would want both of them safe.]
Of course. I have an apartment here. I can take you there.
[Tohru visibly debates offering Akito a hand, then timidly points down the street.] It's not far.