[The steady slip of the noise into the realms of the subhuman is a comfort, at least. If he listens enough, he can recognise the cries and yells of his own original mingled with them, quieter because they weren't amplified like that Kobato's voice was.
He always had been a noisy fighter.
He looks down at Vexen, soft concern on his face, and adjusts his grip very slightly to be more comfortable after that struggling.]
What do you want to know?
[The Saix he was counterpart to had a million secrets. As his reflection, and by nature his opposite, this version felt no compulsion to keep those secrets. Especially when doing so might hurt people.]
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He always had been a noisy fighter.
He looks down at Vexen, soft concern on his face, and adjusts his grip very slightly to be more comfortable after that struggling.]
What do you want to know?
[The Saix he was counterpart to had a million secrets. As his reflection, and by nature his opposite, this version felt no compulsion to keep those secrets. Especially when doing so might hurt people.]