[A long nose … recognition sparks in his expression.]
Igor?
[She definitely doesn’t sound ridiculous to Ren, but he understands how explaining the Velvet Room would sound to anyone who hadn’t seen it. There’s a reason he never mentioned it to his friends until they all ended up there together. As for Arsène … he can’t deny what she says is true. After all, when they first met, he told Ren I am the rebel’s soul that resides within you. How much clearer could their connection be? Ren rubs a hand over the back of his head, still grinning bright as fireworks against the night sky.]
I guess so. He looks better in a hat, though.
[She’s a Wild Card too, just like him, and that resonates for Ren, somewhere deep in his soul. He can already feel a connection forming, a chain linked around his heart snapping in two.
He’s never met anyone else with his same powers. Akechi was similar but different, a Wild Card but unfulfilled, intentionally disadvantaged by the God of Control, held back from developing his potential. But if Ren and Akechi are two sides of the same coin, Kotone feels more like Ren looking in a mirror and finding a reflection of himself as he is, rather than who he could have been under different circumstances.
For all the ways he’s felt seen and understood by the Confidants he bonded with over the past year, Ren can’t help feeling like Kotone already can see and understand him better than any of them ever could.]
It’s so nice to meet you. I’m Ren Amamiya. Just Ren is fine, [he adds, and gives her the customary bow of greeting.]
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Igor?
[She definitely doesn’t sound ridiculous to Ren, but he understands how explaining the Velvet Room would sound to anyone who hadn’t seen it. There’s a reason he never mentioned it to his friends until they all ended up there together. As for Arsène … he can’t deny what she says is true. After all, when they first met, he told Ren I am the rebel’s soul that resides within you. How much clearer could their connection be? Ren rubs a hand over the back of his head, still grinning bright as fireworks against the night sky.]
I guess so. He looks better in a hat, though.
[She’s a Wild Card too, just like him, and that resonates for Ren, somewhere deep in his soul. He can already feel a connection forming, a chain linked around his heart snapping in two.
He’s never met anyone else with his same powers. Akechi was similar but different, a Wild Card but unfulfilled, intentionally disadvantaged by the God of Control, held back from developing his potential. But if Ren and Akechi are two sides of the same coin, Kotone feels more like Ren looking in a mirror and finding a reflection of himself as he is, rather than who he could have been under different circumstances.
For all the ways he’s felt seen and understood by the Confidants he bonded with over the past year, Ren can’t help feeling like Kotone already can see and understand him better than any of them ever could.]
It’s so nice to meet you. I’m Ren Amamiya. Just Ren is fine, [he adds, and gives her the customary bow of greeting.]