[As everyone starts to admit to their issues for the class, Sesa starts to feel more and more...guilty, for not having the strength or bravery necessary to do the same. He wants to open his mouth for once as much as he wants to chew glass, because he keeps his particular issues so close to his chest that very precious few even know about them.
His brother. His direct involvement with said brother's demise. The fact he's pretty much wanted by the government for illegal practices. And that's only beginning to scratch the surface...
Mizuki has been rescued from the arbor, and now all Sesa can think about is getting out of here with him, not that that's going to be made easy. He doesn't know what he's going to do if it turns out that he MUST admit to these things, to save him...to escape...?
The Vouivre brings his claws to his chest, because suddenly breathing feels that much more difficult. His eyes dart between members of their company, and though he feels like all eyes are locked on him, they likely haven't paid him much attention at all.
But...just as he opens his mouth, whatever he was going to say becomes lost the moment the darkness is suddenly swept away, leaving before them a view that has likely been hiding in plain sight this entire time. And...
It's not the first time he's seen himself...but it is the first time he's seen his own corpse, given that Flamebringer killed the wrong version the last time this happened. But it isn't so much that Sesa is seeing himself, all twisted and corrupted, his body fully taken over by that of the Seaborn influence.
It's that, with how disfigured and grotesque the bodies are, it doesn't look like him to his own eyes. It looks like someone else.
The claw on his gun's trigger begins to tremble, metal rattling audibly as Sesa staggers back a few steps in the water, suddenly lifting it up to aim straight at "his" head.
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His brother. His direct involvement with said brother's demise. The fact he's pretty much wanted by the government for illegal practices. And that's only beginning to scratch the surface...
Mizuki has been rescued from the arbor, and now all Sesa can think about is getting out of here with him, not that that's going to be made easy. He doesn't know what he's going to do if it turns out that he MUST admit to these things, to save him...to escape...?
The Vouivre brings his claws to his chest, because suddenly breathing feels that much more difficult. His eyes dart between members of their company, and though he feels like all eyes are locked on him, they likely haven't paid him much attention at all.
But...just as he opens his mouth, whatever he was going to say becomes lost the moment the darkness is suddenly swept away, leaving before them a view that has likely been hiding in plain sight this entire time. And...
It's not the first time he's seen himself...but it is the first time he's seen his own corpse, given that Flamebringer killed the wrong version the last time this happened. But it isn't so much that Sesa is seeing himself, all twisted and corrupted, his body fully taken over by that of the Seaborn influence.
It's that, with how disfigured and grotesque the bodies are, it doesn't look like him to his own eyes. It looks like someone else.
The claw on his gun's trigger begins to tremble, metal rattling audibly as Sesa staggers back a few steps in the water, suddenly lifting it up to aim straight at "his" head.
He hasn't shot, not yet, but.]