[He grits his teeth. Helpless. Vulnerable. Useless. So much power, and there's no outlet for it. Like the man is holding him in his hand, and refusing to let up the pressure.]
[He could stay here forever. He really could. He's not even that averse to it - a place of nothing but death is fitting for the karma of his dark soul, is it not? But then again, he has something to walk towards. A light to keep alive. He can't be here in this place, he can't be made to be someone else's plaything in a game of sacrifice.]
[He pushes his bangs back with a gnarled hand to slide over his head and back, before glowing back over at the other man. It feels like a heel pressing into his shoulders, making him bow his head.]
........Not here.
[At least let him the dignity of not doing it among viscera.]
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[He grits his teeth. Helpless. Vulnerable. Useless. So much power, and there's no outlet for it. Like the man is holding him in his hand, and refusing to let up the pressure.]
[He could stay here forever. He really could. He's not even that averse to it - a place of nothing but death is fitting for the karma of his dark soul, is it not? But then again, he has something to walk towards. A light to keep alive. He can't be here in this place, he can't be made to be someone else's plaything in a game of sacrifice.]
[He pushes his bangs back with a gnarled hand to slide over his head and back, before glowing back over at the other man. It feels like a heel pressing into his shoulders, making him bow his head.]
........Not here.
[At least let him the dignity of not doing it among viscera.]