[He stares her down, the bow not dropping. He's no idiot, he knows what she's doing. If he claims it's a 'demon', well... he's done nothing wrong. He's already missed his shot, it's over.
But he can't bring himself to lower his weapon yet. Part of him howls to take the shot regardless. Nevermind that he'd be dead before the arrow flew- at least with a sneak attack she'd go down with him, but that's impossible, now. Still... if he took the shot at least he'd die with his honor and pride intact. He'd die fighting back, instead of being sacrificed. Another victim argued over in that courtroom. He can't bear the idea of it.
Still, with her looking at him like that, he can't let the arrow fly, and his face screws up in pain, tears escaping and running down his face. Disgusting. Ryoma wouldn't hesitate.
...he wishes, suddenly, for the pain in his head from before. Because in the very least while he was being controlled he never had to worry about doubt. Or regret.]
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But he can't bring himself to lower his weapon yet. Part of him howls to take the shot regardless. Nevermind that he'd be dead before the arrow flew- at least with a sneak attack she'd go down with him, but that's impossible, now. Still... if he took the shot at least he'd die with his honor and pride intact. He'd die fighting back, instead of being sacrificed. Another victim argued over in that courtroom. He can't bear the idea of it.
Still, with her looking at him like that, he can't let the arrow fly, and his face screws up in pain, tears escaping and running down his face. Disgusting. Ryoma wouldn't hesitate.
...he wishes, suddenly, for the pain in his head from before. Because in the very least while he was being controlled he never had to worry about doubt. Or regret.]
I... was hunting the demons...
[ Coward]