[ The words that are on his screen pull at his heart, as strong as it is, it carried the scars and ache of things that he was certain would never heal. Katsura isn't a pessimist, but he also isn't an optimistic person either.
This wasn't Edo. This wasn't the Jouishishi faction that he was accustomed to leading. This wasn't revolutionizing Japan. This was something entirely different, and it was so obvious to anyone else, but right now, Katsura is really noticing the difference and how he should approach this at a different angle — maybe Yu's angle.
Cast the hatred aside. Ignore the bitterness. Think clearly. Believe it or not, he was a planner and prepared individual. But he had let his feelings get the best of him here and it had only taken him until this moment to actually snap. ]
How can I support my friends when I cannot even support myself on my feet anymore? How can I lead anyone when I cannot walk ahead of them? [ planting explosives and detonating them when the moment was right was all he could do. That is all he could think to do in his current state back at the carnival. There was no stance for him to hold his sword in. There was no way he could run, or jump, or fight. Not like this.
And yet, Yu is trusting and believing in him... when all he is feeling right now is worthlessness. ]
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This wasn't Edo. This wasn't the Jouishishi faction that he was accustomed to leading. This wasn't revolutionizing Japan.
This was something entirely different, and it was so obvious to anyone else, but right now, Katsura is really noticing the difference and how he should approach this at a different angle — maybe Yu's angle.
Cast the hatred aside. Ignore the bitterness. Think clearly. Believe it or not, he was a planner and prepared individual. But he had let his feelings get the best of him here and it had only taken him until this moment to actually snap. ]
How can I support my friends when I cannot even support myself on my feet anymore?
How can I lead anyone when I cannot walk ahead of them?
[ planting explosives and detonating them when the moment was right was all he could do. That is all he could think to do in his current state back at the carnival.
There was no stance for him to hold his sword in. There was no way he could run, or jump, or fight. Not like this.
And yet, Yu is trusting and believing in him... when all he is feeling right now is worthlessness. ]