[ His small, light kisses continue for a few beats, before Hades pulled back some, though without relinquishing his embrace of her. His steady gaze was fixated on her as he listened. Memories of their conversation about this Moebius resurfaced and his fingers twitched upon remembering what she had suffered. ]
Ah, yes. What we had discussed the other night.
[ He would find out more about this being one way or another. Preference being that Yua would tell him, eventually, and hopefully sooner rather than later. But instead of acting upon this flare of an emotion, he only shook his head. ]
Because the Mother is cruel to her daughter. She is selfish and blind to your suffering, thinking it is most convenient for her to force all of this responsibility on your soul.
[ Tilting his head a fraction to the side, he searched her expression, her words a curious thing. Though he did not voice his curiosity, it was very plain on his face, expecting her to go on. ]
...just like most. What does the suffering of one matter as long as the job gets done? One life for one world they say.
[She's starting to feel that despair again, her aether retreating into herself as she feels his fingers twitch. Whether it is from her or the memory of Moebius, she can't help but wonder if there's something she's said wrong. Or maybe...just maybe...Hades shakes because of concern. Of care. When was the last time she had someone hold her and tell her that everything will be okay? She can't help but cast her eyes downwards, almost in shame.]
If I tell them what I've been hiding...they'll see me as a weapon. Force me to find a way to call it out and use it and...I can't.
[ Before her aether can retreat entirely his own reaches out to curl around her. To hold her as he was now, physically. What were small twitches of frustration soon turned into light touches to soothe the troubled soul. Another kiss, to her brow this time, as he refuses to relinquish either form of contact with her. ]
They cannot force you. Should they try, refuse them.
[ Nudging her nose with his now, his lips ghost over her own. ]
And if they persist-- you will tell me. And I will take care of everything.
[Comfort. That's how she can describe it. Yua can wrap herself around it and not want to leave for the longest time, to let herself have time to rest and maybe get lost in a good dream. But what stops her? She absolutely hates Lakshimi on principle but also because it meant running away from all her problems and she's always been told and learned to keep moving forward.
But was learning about who she was running away from her issues?]
If they try that...I do not think Izanagi will be very pleased.
[Mainly because she will be pissed and as a part of her, so will her personas.]
And while I will tell you, I do not want you to harm them. I know what you mean by 'taking care' and no.
[ His own expression lacking in revealing his own thoughts, he could tell that she would remain firm in this. No matter how much he disagreed with her protective behavior of the ones that were not worthy of her addressing as 'friends'. Eventually, though, he conceded with an exasperated sigh that was accompanied by him shaking his head. ]
I was merely offering to make matters simpler for you, but very well. I shall refrain.
[ For now.
Shifting his attention, he brushed a loose tuft of hair from her cheek. His tone took on a note of genuine curiosity when he spoke up once more. ]
[She's tempted to mention that simpler means killing and no, there will be no killing of those people because they're needed and Yua actually likes the kids. Y'shtola is growing on her a bit too. But there sounds to be curiosity on his end when she mentions her main Persona. Would he be able to understand it? Would he think less of her?
Taking a breath, she sets a hand over her heart. Might as well.]
Have you...ever heard of those who can use their souls as means to fight? A mask to use against those who would want to cause harm? There's a name for it back on Earth...Persona.
[Mind and soul but man does anyone want to hear about Jung's theories?]
It's not very common among people but there are select few who are able to do this. Not born with it but awakened.
[ Neither the word 'Persona' nor her description of wielding one's soul as a weapon were familiar to him. A concept unheard of, yet he could not help his curiosity being piqued by the notion. The barest tilt of his head to signal that his attention was held still, the white lock of his hair swayed slightly with the motion. ]
I cannot say this is something I have witnessed before.
[ His people. They're people were creators and thinkers. Not warriors or fighters. ]
So in this matter, this Izanagi... it is a manifestation of your soul?
[ With her soul already fractured as is, he could not fathom what this could mean for her incomplete one. ]
[She nods as her hand flexes as if there was something that is supposed to happen but it doesn't show.]
...one of them. While people can be awakened to this power, my case stands out. When they awaken, they only have one. I on the other hand...well, I can call a bit over twenty.
[Said as she bites her lower lip. She doubts her past self could ever do that but Yua can. Izanagi is only the first persona she awakened to and then learning more about the Velvet Room...hoo boy.]
I can't call them here because I think some kind of higher cosmic power thought it might be too much for this universe to handle. I can feel them but can't call them out if it makes sense?
[ Noting how her hand flexes, he take gentle hold, fingers wrapping around her fingers, his thumb now caressing the inside of her palm. A small, gentle gesture of comfort. ]
Perhaps.
[ Her past self had certainly not mentioned being capable of any such thing. But she had been an extraordinary being in all her own ways still. Something that he saw in the flickering soul that was the woman before him. Lifting her hand he kept his gaze leveled with Yua's, his lips brushing over her knuckles. ]
Though you seem troubled by this, it may be in your favor. At least for the time being. Between the blessings of her- [ There is a sharp edge to his tone when he speaks of Hydaelyn without uttering her name. ] -and the light that surges through your body, it could very well be more than your soul can handle.
[The fact that she moves closer when he kisses her, means not only is she comfortable but wants to feel that comfort after feeling like she's been away from it for so long. (It's only been a day or two honestly) Leaning into him, her ears pin to her sides and nuzzles into Hades's neck.]
I just want to know what all this light is going to be used for. The Exarch refuses to tell me and it's getting harder to trust him.
[The little trust that she had for him anyway. An alliance of circumstance, no more than that. He may have pretty words and kind gestures and the respect of the Crystarium but to Yua, he reminds her of being back in Liminal Space. Why won't he tell her and just give the vague answer of all will be revealed in due time? Yua knows that it's a bullshit answer. Outside of the kids and Y'shtola...it feels like the one she can trust the most is the ascian holding her.]
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Ah, yes. What we had discussed the other night.
[ He would find out more about this being one way or another. Preference being that Yua would tell him, eventually, and hopefully sooner rather than later. But instead of acting upon this flare of an emotion, he only shook his head. ]
Because the Mother is cruel to her daughter. She is selfish and blind to your suffering, thinking it is most convenient for her to force all of this responsibility on your soul.
[ Tilting his head a fraction to the side, he searched her expression, her words a curious thing. Though he did not voice his curiosity, it was very plain on his face, expecting her to go on. ]
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[She's starting to feel that despair again, her aether retreating into herself as she feels his fingers twitch. Whether it is from her or the memory of Moebius, she can't help but wonder if there's something she's said wrong. Or maybe...just maybe...Hades shakes because of concern. Of care. When was the last time she had someone hold her and tell her that everything will be okay? She can't help but cast her eyes downwards, almost in shame.]
If I tell them what I've been hiding...they'll see me as a weapon. Force me to find a way to call it out and use it and...I can't.
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They cannot force you. Should they try, refuse them.
[ Nudging her nose with his now, his lips ghost over her own. ]
And if they persist-- you will tell me. And I will take care of everything.
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But was learning about who she was running away from her issues?]
If they try that...I do not think Izanagi will be very pleased.
[Mainly because she will be pissed and as a part of her, so will her personas.]
And while I will tell you, I do not want you to harm them. I know what you mean by 'taking care' and no.
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I was merely offering to make matters simpler for you, but very well. I shall refrain.
[ For now.
Shifting his attention, he brushed a loose tuft of hair from her cheek. His tone took on a note of genuine curiosity when he spoke up once more. ]
Tell me about this Izanagi.
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Taking a breath, she sets a hand over her heart. Might as well.]
Have you...ever heard of those who can use their souls as means to fight? A mask to use against those who would want to cause harm? There's a name for it back on Earth...Persona.
[Mind and soul but man does anyone want to hear about Jung's theories?]
It's not very common among people but there are select few who are able to do this. Not born with it but awakened.
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I cannot say this is something I have witnessed before.
[ His people. They're people were creators and thinkers. Not warriors or fighters. ]
So in this matter, this Izanagi... it is a manifestation of your soul?
[ With her soul already fractured as is, he could not fathom what this could mean for her incomplete one. ]
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...one of them. While people can be awakened to this power, my case stands out. When they awaken, they only have one. I on the other hand...well, I can call a bit over twenty.
[Said as she bites her lower lip. She doubts her past self could ever do that but Yua can. Izanagi is only the first persona she awakened to and then learning more about the Velvet Room...hoo boy.]
I can't call them here because I think some kind of higher cosmic power thought it might be too much for this universe to handle. I can feel them but can't call them out if it makes sense?
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Perhaps.
[ Her past self had certainly not mentioned being capable of any such thing. But she had been an extraordinary being in all her own ways still. Something that he saw in the flickering soul that was the woman before him. Lifting her hand he kept his gaze leveled with Yua's, his lips brushing over her knuckles. ]
Though you seem troubled by this, it may be in your favor. At least for the time being. Between the blessings of her- [ There is a sharp edge to his tone when he speaks of Hydaelyn without uttering her name. ] -and the light that surges through your body, it could very well be more than your soul can handle.
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I just want to know what all this light is going to be used for. The Exarch refuses to tell me and it's getting harder to trust him.
[The little trust that she had for him anyway. An alliance of circumstance, no more than that. He may have pretty words and kind gestures and the respect of the Crystarium but to Yua, he reminds her of being back in Liminal Space. Why won't he tell her and just give the vague answer of all will be revealed in due time? Yua knows that it's a bullshit answer. Outside of the kids and Y'shtola...it feels like the one she can trust the most is the ascian holding her.]