[He's still reeling, but anger - no, rage - is beginning to flare up in him, alongside that rising bitterness in his throat.]
Adachi, this - this isn't like-
[And then, he stops. Because this is like him - or, at least, what Yosuke had told him before. And...also what he'd been beginning to see in the last few weeks - the darker side to the seemingly cheerful detective.
God, it...it hurts. It hurts so much, knowing that he's been played for a fool this entire time. That he was so damn stupid and stubborn enough to not believe that the detective that had helped him and stood by him so long could be like this.
His mouth moves, but no sound comes out - fists clenched, eyes pained and searching over that dark red soul for something, anything that would alleviate the one question that was burning away at his soul.
The one question he was afraid to ask, for fear of the answer he'd get.]
So....That's it? You're just going to go off and fight whoever comes to you because you can?
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[He's still reeling, but anger - no, rage - is beginning to flare up in him, alongside that rising bitterness in his throat.]
Adachi, this - this isn't like-
[And then, he stops. Because this is like him - or, at least, what Yosuke had told him before. And...also what he'd been beginning to see in the last few weeks - the darker side to the seemingly cheerful detective.
God, it...it hurts. It hurts so much, knowing that he's been played for a fool this entire time. That he was so damn stupid and stubborn enough to not believe that the detective that had helped him and stood by him so long could be like this.
His mouth moves, but no sound comes out - fists clenched, eyes pained and searching over that dark red soul for something, anything that would alleviate the one question that was burning away at his soul.
The one question he was afraid to ask, for fear of the answer he'd get.]
So....That's it? You're just going to go off and fight whoever comes to you because you can?