Like this might just be the end of the entire conversation.
Unfortunately it's not. Gears in Kazuya's head are turning. Maruki did not say it was some kind of fucked up dream. Which means he did, in fact, get his brains blown out by one Akechi Goro.
It's about 20 minutes later when the next text comes in.]
You live with Akechi, right?
Did he come home with any suspicious wounds? Any time in the past few days?
He did, but he's alright now. It's nothing you need to worry about.
For whatever it's worth, Kazuya...
I understand why he shot you - why I think he did, at any rate - but that doesn't make it right. I'm sorry. I can't imagine how frightening that whole experience must have been for you.
If it gets dangerous...? I'll be careful. Maybe I can convince Orthrus to come with me. Even if It's not in my COMP, at least then maybe I'll have some form of protection with me too...
[<- Does not realize he is the Danger, since he now assumes that him making manwich out of Akechi was some sort of weird fucked up bullet induced fever-dream.]
Are you sure? I mean, I'd appreciate it, absolutely, but... Will there be enough for Basil-san and Ryunosuke-san? I've been cooking for them too, and I don't want to put them out.
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[For a long, long time, there's no response.
Like this might just be the end of the entire conversation.
Unfortunately it's not. Gears in Kazuya's head are turning. Maruki did not say it was some kind of fucked up dream. Which means he did, in fact, get his brains blown out by one Akechi Goro.
It's about 20 minutes later when the next text comes in.]
You live with Akechi, right?
Did he come home with any suspicious wounds? Any time in the past few days?
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For whatever it's worth, Kazuya...
I understand why he shot you - why I think he did, at any rate - but that doesn't make it right. I'm sorry. I can't imagine how frightening that whole experience must have been for you.
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Alright. There's so much to unpack here, but hold on, because his brain is stuck on something else that is so very, very important.]
I think I might be a zombie.
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[ His arm, though... ]
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[Maybe he didn't actually take a bite out of Akechi, then.]
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Yeah...
I don't want you to stress yourself out too much about the specifics of what's going on with you, Kazuya. I think it'll do you more harm than good.
I am worried, though. If things start getting dangerous again while you're still in this state...
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[<- Does not realize he is the Danger, since he now assumes that him making manwich out of Akechi was some sort of weird fucked up bullet induced fever-dream.]
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I'll understand if you say no, but...
When things do get dangerous again, let me come with you, too. I'll stay by your side.
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... Though if you could also tell him not to shoot me again, and to stay the hell away from me, that'd be great too.
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Consider it done.
You won't have to worry about him again. I'll handle it.
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Thanks. I appreciate it.
Um. That was all I really wanted to ask, so. Thank you. Again.
kitty time... SOON.....
I'll bring over what I've cooked for dinner tonight soon. You ought to rest, so let me do this for you. Please.
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I'll make sure there's enough. I'm used to cooking to feed a small army in this house, after all! I always make too much.
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now i'm hungy... wrapt..... evil
I will, I will. Tofu skins only!