Of course it would be a negative. Mikado sighed quietly, and with a last look at the screen, came around the desk. It was then when Sakuta pointed out his lack of reactions. How to-- There wasn't really anything to explain, not in a way that he could. There was no sliding scale. What happened, and was happening, was in the same level as the things going on tonight. They were things Mikado hadn't experienced, and therefore--
...Yeah, but he couldn't say that. And he didn't even know if it was completely true. It had only been a few days. He might still be in some kind of repetitive shock.
The boy thought of Izaya, and thought that that might not be true. Mikado glanced down as he approached the other. "Yeah, from what I could tell. At least they look like doctors." That said-- "I don't know if you'll believe me, but back home? One of my friends was missing her head. And here, they attached it to her. After that, it sort of curves the rest of the experiences."
A part of him felt like he was selling out Celty. But then again, it wasn't as if he had described her in ways that she could be found out. Not anymore, at least.
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...Yeah, but he couldn't say that. And he didn't even know if it was completely true. It had only been a few days. He might still be in some kind of repetitive shock.
The boy thought of Izaya, and thought that that might not be true. Mikado glanced down as he approached the other. "Yeah, from what I could tell. At least they look like doctors." That said-- "I don't know if you'll believe me, but back home? One of my friends was missing her head. And here, they attached it to her. After that, it sort of curves the rest of the experiences."
A part of him felt like he was selling out Celty. But then again, it wasn't as if he had described her in ways that she could be found out. Not anymore, at least.