[So he says... But the idea of showing fear or unease? Something about that rankles and leaves a sour feeling in the back of his throat.
Maybe it's just that he wants to match this stranger, with being unflappable. Or it's that he's used to being the reliable and the strong one.]
"But I'm not... Afraid. I can handle whatever gets thrown at us-"
[He trails off as his hand gives another throb. With a wince, Akihiko pulls at his glove and peels it off his skin. And that's when he looks at a strange, lightning shaped mark slowly forming on the back of his hand.]
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[So he says... But the idea of showing fear or unease? Something about that rankles and leaves a sour feeling in the back of his throat.
Maybe it's just that he wants to match this stranger, with being unflappable. Or it's that he's used to being the reliable and the strong one.]
"But I'm not... Afraid. I can handle whatever gets thrown at us-"
[He trails off as his hand gives another throb. With a wince, Akihiko pulls at his glove and peels it off his skin. And that's when he looks at a strange, lightning shaped mark slowly forming on the back of his hand.]
"...And that wasn't there before."