[... Fear, huh? Well, he can't say he's surprised after his outburst. But he doesn't relish it when he recognizes the emotion for what it is. If anything, there's a flicker of hurt — and then numbness.]
A while. [She's not looking at him, but he gestures at the spot where he found her.] I don't know what you did to yourself, but you were on the floor.
...I'm sorry. I wasn't feeling well this morning. I hope I...
[She turns to take a glance, to dare and see what kind of expression he has on his face--
And her eyes instantly widen. It's a completely different flavor of fear that clenches down, one that she can't fight. Why should she? His face.... what happened to his face?
She's instantly on her feet, backing away from him carefully until her legs hit the pew in the row adjacent, her eyes never leaving him.]
[Succinct. No need to offer a complicated answer for a simple question. Though... He lifts a hand to his face, touching one of the bruises. It hurts, but it feels normal, so... Huh.]
You fell asleep here, and now you see something strange on my face. Something that terrifies you. Am I right so far?
[She won't stop him from leaving, unfortunately, as glued to the spot as she is, hands gripping that pew like it's the only thing keeping her on her feet. It feels like the chapel is the only safe place...
I thought about leaving. You woke up before I could.
[A blatant lie and a clear contradiction of what he said earlier. Is he even trying? Oh, well.]
I'll see you tomorrow.
[If she's not stopping him, then he will do as he said and leave. He... doesn't want to be around her if she's like this, anyway. Especially not when they're still connected to each other.]
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A while. [She's not looking at him, but he gestures at the spot where he found her.] I don't know what you did to yourself, but you were on the floor.
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...I'm sorry. I wasn't feeling well this morning. I hope I...
[She turns to take a glance, to dare and see what kind of expression he has on his face--
And her eyes instantly widen. It's a completely different flavor of fear that clenches down, one that she can't fight. Why should she? His face.... what happened to his face?
She's instantly on her feet, backing away from him carefully until her legs hit the pew in the row adjacent, her eyes never leaving him.]
W.... W-what do you want??
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Hm.
He remains seated right where he is, calm despite her obvious fear. Something... isn't right here. That didn't feel... normal?]
Nothing. [A pause. He tilts his head, studying her.] What's wrong with you?
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...
She braces a hand on the pew behind her, letting out a shaking breath.]
You... you are Akechi, aren't you?
Your face is... different...
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[Succinct. No need to offer a complicated answer for a simple question. Though... He lifts a hand to his face, touching one of the bruises. It hurts, but it feels normal, so... Huh.]
You fell asleep here, and now you see something strange on my face. Something that terrifies you. Am I right so far?
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[There's a strong pull back towards that guilt, though it's so intense that it seems a little too out of place.
She looks toward the confessional booth as her arms fold in front of her, hugging herself as though it might make her transgressions feel lighter.]
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[Like pieces slotting into place, realization dawns on him.]
You're experiencing one of those strange effects. Your perception of things will return to normal by tomorrow.
[And with that, he stands up, taking a step in the opposite direction.]
Well, then... I'll take my leave. I'm sure you don't want to be around my "demonic" self any longer.
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[She won't stop him from leaving, unfortunately, as glued to the spot as she is, hands gripping that pew like it's the only thing keeping her on her feet. It feels like the chapel is the only safe place...
But she will call out after him.]
W-why did you wait for me?
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I thought about leaving. You woke up before I could.
[A blatant lie and a clear contradiction of what he said earlier. Is he even trying? Oh, well.]
I'll see you tomorrow.
[If she's not stopping him, then he will do as he said and leave. He... doesn't want to be around her if she's like this, anyway. Especially not when they're still connected to each other.]
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Sayonara bitch-kun.]