i will be wild. i will be brutal. i will encircle you and conquer you. i will be more powerful than your boats and your swords and your blood lust. i will be inevitable.
the response earns a short lived silence, and something muttered slips out of sanemi as he stares at the moon, too low to catch. then his gaze snaps to genya, glaring at him. “ you don’t belong here. not in the corps. not here. leave before i make you myself. ”
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he hadn't even meant to end up here, he'd merely been wandering about ... head hangs, fists clenched by his sides as he draws in a breath. “ i'm ... in the demon slayer corps too. i have every right to be here. ”
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⠀⠀his presence’s felt, but he doesn’t tear his gaze away. the moon is watching⎯⎯ she’s watching⎯⎯ so he can’t be all mean. “ leave. ” he grunts. that’s better than the ‘piss off’ he initially meant.