Akira makes a gun with the fingers on his left hand and swings it up to Goro's forehead. Very, very deliberately, he looks into Goro's eyes. "If you weren't human, you wouldn't have been born. Life's funny like that."
He cocks the finger gun, as if he can pierce right through Dove and send a mental bullet into the part of him that believes in irreversibility of the self, in monsters made of humans.
"Kchw. Clickclick."
His noises imitate a gun misfiring, empty. Not a mockery of the real thing, not really. Just a childish sound-effect that's all his own.
"I'll get it someday, too." He takes the fingergun and waves it around his own head, threatening the belief in monsters in his own head, too. "No more monsters of me in my head, either. Someday. Just humans, both of us. And we'll believe it, too."
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He cocks the finger gun, as if he can pierce right through Dove and send a mental bullet into the part of him that believes in irreversibility of the self, in monsters made of humans.
"Kchw. Clickclick."
His noises imitate a gun misfiring, empty. Not a mockery of the real thing, not really. Just a childish sound-effect that's all his own.
"I'll get it someday, too." He takes the fingergun and waves it around his own head, threatening the belief in monsters in his own head, too. "No more monsters of me in my head, either. Someday. Just humans, both of us. And we'll believe it, too."