( ... cute. he has that youthfulness to him that sukuna undoubtedly doesn't possess — reminds her of rex, a little bit; they must be close in age. he's definitely hotheaded and reckless, too, judging by what he's just done — but, well, she doesn't hate it. sometimes, jumping into the fray is the only way to solve a problem — no need to overthink it. )
Oh yeah? ( she doesn't sound convinced; listens to his explanation, pausing for a second. same body... does that mean they are one, back where they came from? interesting. something to ask sukuna about, since she remembers him avoiding the subject before, probably to save face.
having to admit you're dependent on a teenager to live sure does sound uncool — )
Pffhaha, just a little! He's mostly harmless. Really into laying around. ( just... lounging like a lazy cat... sometimes all day...
anyway, The Menace aside, she brings a second hand to place over yuuji's, still holding it up. the severe limitations of her power are something she's almost used to, by now; she feels the flow of ether, feels the way magic curls at her fingertips, then — stops, not allowing any further cast. it's fine; it's not too deep of a cut, and he might feel a wave of soothing, cool energy coil around his hand — almost as if he'd just submerged it in water. when it's over, she pulls her hand up and peers over at his palm.
... it's still bloody, because this isn't Cleaning magic, but the cut is closed up, barely a scratch left on his skin. )
no subject
Oh yeah? ( she doesn't sound convinced; listens to his explanation, pausing for a second. same body... does that mean they are one, back where they came from? interesting. something to ask sukuna about, since she remembers him avoiding the subject before, probably to save face.
having to admit you're dependent on a teenager to live sure does sound uncool — )
Pffhaha, just a little! He's mostly harmless. Really into laying around. ( just... lounging like a lazy cat... sometimes all day...
anyway, The Menace aside, she brings a second hand to place over yuuji's, still holding it up. the severe limitations of her power are something she's almost used to, by now; she feels the flow of ether, feels the way magic curls at her fingertips, then — stops, not allowing any further cast. it's fine; it's not too deep of a cut, and he might feel a wave of soothing, cool energy coil around his hand — almost as if he'd just submerged it in water. when it's over, she pulls her hand up and peers over at his palm.
... it's still bloody, because this isn't Cleaning magic, but the cut is closed up, barely a scratch left on his skin. )