[This, of course, was not something Takatora had expected. He had been concerned about having to sit in a room with what remained of his brother, attempting to comfort him while his brother would be aware of the lack of form, that he would have to explain everything. This... Takatora wasn't sure if this was better, but part of him hoped it would be.
Seeing Mitsuzane's form so soon after having watched his body die was a bit strange. The reasonable, logical part of Takatora's processes were fighting at first, knowing the simulation wasn't real, but he managed to fight it down.
Carefully, Takatora walked towards him, but kept a careful distance. It would be difficult to assess the sort of state he was in just yet.]
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Seeing Mitsuzane's form so soon after having watched his body die was a bit strange. The reasonable, logical part of Takatora's processes were fighting at first, knowing the simulation wasn't real, but he managed to fight it down.
Carefully, Takatora walked towards him, but kept a careful distance. It would be difficult to assess the sort of state he was in just yet.]
Mitsuzane...