[That first answer had been shocking. Not because it was impossible, it was quite possible, since the summon spirits had such an ability. No, what's surprising is that the form was his. Why had Ratatosk done that? And why hadn't he said that before? What was the point of taking up a persona?
That's when it starts to nag at him again. The initial meeting with Ratatosk. He sounds different this time, is acting different and-
and your death
For a moment, he can't discern between what he was thinking and what was said out loud. It's only Emil-Ratatosk's-body language that cues him off and after a few seconds of silence, he says:]
My...death?
[The words come out quietly. Aster had been slouching up until this point. Now his body straightens considerably and he finally, for the first time since his arrival, looks away from Emil to the ground. He needs a second. What did that mean? How could he be dead?
It had to be a mistake.
He wishes he could voice that thought, but this is Ratatosk. This is a summon spirit. A spirit that managed to take his form. How could he be mistaken about something like that?]
What are you saying? What happened?
[When Aster turns to look back at him, his voice is steady, but his expression gives way to how he's really feeling. Confused. Upset. Things he rarely felt through most of his life. There's no anger, but he obviously wants more answers. Aster may have been nagged with bad feelings about this meeting, but he never thought this would happen.]
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[That first answer had been shocking. Not because it was impossible, it was quite possible, since the summon spirits had such an ability. No, what's surprising is that the form was his. Why had Ratatosk done that? And why hadn't he said that before? What was the point of taking up a persona?
That's when it starts to nag at him again. The initial meeting with Ratatosk. He sounds different this time, is acting different and-
and your death
For a moment, he can't discern between what he was thinking and what was said out loud. It's only Emil-Ratatosk's-body language that cues him off and after a few seconds of silence, he says:]
My...death?
[The words come out quietly. Aster had been slouching up until this point. Now his body straightens considerably and he finally, for the first time since his arrival, looks away from Emil to the ground. He needs a second. What did that mean? How could he be dead?
It had to be a mistake.
He wishes he could voice that thought, but this is Ratatosk. This is a summon spirit. A spirit that managed to take his form. How could he be mistaken about something like that?]
What are you saying? What happened?
[When Aster turns to look back at him, his voice is steady, but his expression gives way to how he's really feeling. Confused. Upset. Things he rarely felt through most of his life. There's no anger, but he obviously wants more answers. Aster may have been nagged with bad feelings about this meeting, but he never thought this would happen.]