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[locumstudentesquire]

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[chippedsoul]

...Well, you hadn't done it before, and your life was under threat. Perhaps you were simply running on instinct, to survive. [A curious glance.]

It was just the one time, right...? [It's an essence so it technically didn't linger, right? So...it's fine?]

[locumstudentesquire]

[The wince on his face would indicate that he's not particularly comforted by the quantity being so small, alas. Ryunosuke shivers, working up to an explanation.]

Yes, but. It was more than just survival instinct. It... It wanted to destroy Hyde. Completely.

[chippedsoul]

[A wry smile. What's with that unsettling laugh...?]

Would that be so terrible? [It just, came out of his mouth before he could stop himself.] Ah, sorry. . .but you did regain awareness, before he...I- [His eyes wander to his partner's shoulder where Hyde had struck.]

[locumstudentesquire]

[Oh no, mister. You're not blowing past that joke THAT easily. Ryunosuke's stunned a second, and then shoots back VERY emphatically:]

Yes! It would, if it meant taking you down with him!!!

[He huffs, taking an aggressive bite of chicken, talking with his mouth partly full for a moment:]

That's what was so disturbing... I, or it-- [gulp.] --I don't even know which... We didn't even differentiate. It was like nothing else mattered, except...

[He shakes his head sadly, forcing himself to stop dwelling on it, and come back around to Kazuma's question instead.]

...76 managed to snap me out of it, by interfering the way he did... So. Yes...

[chippedsoul]

It would mean no one would get hurt. [Sounded like he was prepared for that outcome, if it came to it. He takes a deep breath, moving a hand to rest on Ryunosuke's shoulder.]

If you can be snapped of it, then you would have eventually been able to take control. I'm sure of it. [A small smile.] Don't sell yourself short.

[locumstudentesquire]

[Ryunosuke laughs quietly.]

I'm not trying to. Honestly. I suppose what I'm really trying to say is... I know it's not exactly the same, but. I think maybe I understand a little bit better now... What it's like, to have something like that take control. And most importantly, I need you to know that... That I don't blame you at all. For this.

[He nods his head slightly towards his bad shoulder.]

...And I hope you're not blaming yourself for it, either.

[chippedsoul]

...hm. [And here he is, doing the same thing Ryunosuke was trying with him. Reassure him despite it all. He looks at the shoulder he had his hand on. A soft bit of laughter. They're still here, and all right in the end. That's more important, isn't it?]

I can't say that thought hasn't crossed my mind several times already. But it's an easier pill to swallow when you have a partner who can spin an argument back around. [An honest attempt at least.]

[locumstudentesquire]

[Wow, flatterer. His eyebrows go up a bit, and he grins sardonically.]

And I'll keep spinning it as much as I have to, until you fully agree. Don't think I won't.

[chippedsoul]

Heh, all right, all right. I wouldn't expect otherwise from you anyway. [He looks to the pond in the middle of the room, observing the fishies.]

From what I hear, you're just as tenacious in the courts.

[locumstudentesquire]

[Ryunosuke's expression grows momentarily wistful. He really does miss lawyering...

The look is fleeting, though, and he snorts lightly with amusement.]

Stated as if you didn't have a single hand involved in teaching me to be that way. [He smirks and nudges Kazuma's knee with his own, in the absence of being able to elbow him.] Well, maybe you'll get to experience it yourself soon.

[If he manages to go home like they'd discussed...]

...That was a promise we made to each other, you know. Before I left England. That we would lock horns in court again someday, when your apprenticeship finished, and you returned to Japan.

[chippedsoul]

[A glance after that nudge.] So you actually learned something from me during that time? And here I thought you were letting your stomach do the talking. [Like drinking and eating the evidence. He's teasing of course.

As he listens to the "promise" they apparently made, a smile simply dances on his lips.]

That sounds like a promise I would make. I imagine my performance during Van Zieks' trial was...well, not quite up to standards. [Probably the nicest way to put it.] I certainly look forward to having a trial with you on more even grounds.