['You're my ally' uttered with unexpected sincerity and-
'I'll maintain your image' added with a double meaning that -
He wouldn't assume for any other person in this world. A promise to keep what he's seen under wraps in Tokyo - an almost pointless consolation when Shido's resources are at his disposal.
It's not the first time someone tried to out him - information on his family history a google search away. My mother died of an illness to reporters and His mother killed herself plastered on 2Chan forums as a mockery and-
It's wiped away, always. Blacklisted and ignored. Shido's resources second to none and Akechi's image vital to maintain for all. Whatever Maruki uttered wouldn't matter. It's-
The second comment. The second meaning. A separate promise from a liar with secrets of his own to bury deep.
The wall past Maruki turns into blooms of colors and sharp, bright lines. He didn't blink. He does now, focuses on the damaged, slinged arm and-
Then back to his lukewarm coffee. Visions of shared battles, of thinly coiled words, of-
He opens his mouth - tone practiced, neutral and calm.]
Right. Thank you.
[Pause. He spins the cup to grab the handle with his left hand.]
I'll do the same though if I may be so bold - we will remember. I will not allow this place to control my memories. We won't forget the time here when we return to our true reality. I'll be holding you to your promise.
cw: suicide mention
'I'll maintain your image' added with a double meaning that -
He wouldn't assume for any other person in this world. A promise to keep what he's seen under wraps in Tokyo - an almost pointless consolation when Shido's resources are at his disposal.
It's not the first time someone tried to out him - information on his family history a google search away. My mother died of an illness to reporters and His mother killed herself plastered on 2Chan forums as a mockery and-
It's wiped away, always. Blacklisted and ignored. Shido's resources second to none and Akechi's image vital to maintain for all. Whatever Maruki uttered wouldn't matter. It's-
The second comment. The second meaning. A separate promise from a liar with secrets of his own to bury deep.
The wall past Maruki turns into blooms of colors and sharp, bright lines. He didn't blink. He does now, focuses on the damaged, slinged arm and-
Then back to his lukewarm coffee. Visions of shared battles, of thinly coiled words, of-
He opens his mouth - tone practiced, neutral and calm.]
Right. Thank you.
[Pause. He spins the cup to grab the handle with his left hand.]
I'll do the same though if I may be so bold - we will remember. I will not allow this place to control my memories. We won't forget the time here when we return to our true reality. I'll be holding you to your promise.