[It's not that Natori mourns the Daitengu. Sure, there had been something human, maybe even childlike, in their post on the network, but Natori sees no reason to believe that was their genuine personality any more than his disgusting flirting with Tenkohime had been. But he was wary of a power struggle in an already-messy situation with too many egos running around, made all the worse for how powerful some of the players were. The worst situation he can imagine is that this chaos spill out into the human world, and he knows that if it comes towards that, there's nothing he can do to stop it.
He doesn't mourn the Daitengu as anything more than another powerful ayakashi, but. He can maybe empathize a bit with what they represented, and what it means to be a symbol over a person, and why that might matter to some people. But if asked, he didn't sleep last night because of the political implications, nothing more.
The text comes mid-morning, but Natori has only been asleep for a few hours when it comes in. He wakes up to the text alert (he's an old man who hasn't realized he should turn it off yet), fumbles with the phone long enough to see who it's from, and immediately mashes his face back into his pillow for another few hours. It's closer to noon when he texts back.]
Eventually. Sorry, I just woke up. Perils of the night shift.
[There's several '...'s that stop and start again before he sends]
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He doesn't mourn the Daitengu as anything more than another powerful ayakashi, but. He can maybe empathize a bit with what they represented, and what it means to be a symbol over a person, and why that might matter to some people. But if asked, he didn't sleep last night because of the political implications, nothing more.
The text comes mid-morning, but Natori has only been asleep for a few hours when it comes in. He wakes up to the text alert (he's an old man who hasn't realized he should turn it off yet), fumbles with the phone long enough to see who it's from, and immediately mashes his face back into his pillow for another few hours. It's closer to noon when he texts back.]
Eventually. Sorry, I just woke up. Perils of the night shift.
[There's several '...'s that stop and start again before he sends]
Crazy night, huh?