[That crack in Ryouma's voice and the tug on his wrist are nothing to be ignored. While Ryouma could very well be lying about Mitsuzane's well-being, Takatora also has a little more faith in his younger brother. He worries, yes, but he's trying to remember that Mitsuzane can handle himself...most of the time. And if he's out with friends? That would be wonderful, no matter what's going on. Right now, he'll turn his full attention to Ryouma. He allows the other to tug him downstairs, and lets the contact remain: if Ryouma needs to cling to his wrist, so be it.
He's admittedly not entirely forgotten their last encounter (and, well, the fact that Ryouma had tried to kill him), but even a bit of forgiveness can go quite a long way, and this situation is strange, so it would be beneficial to have an ally around. That, and...maybe he's missed his old friend.]
...Something about all of this is bothering you, in particular.
[Takatora's not about to start mincing words, not now: if this is as serious as it seems to be, there's no time to waste on formalities. Best to be blunt: his tone is firm but not unkind.]
Ryouma, I need you to explain what is going on, and what is bothering you. It's not like you to be this upset, unless something is very wrong.
[With his free hand, Takatora reaches out to give the hand with a death-grip on his wrist a gentle squeeze.]
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on 2016-01-04 09:12 pm (UTC)He's admittedly not entirely forgotten their last encounter (and, well, the fact that Ryouma had tried to kill him), but even a bit of forgiveness can go quite a long way, and this situation is strange, so it would be beneficial to have an ally around. That, and...maybe he's missed his old friend.]
...Something about all of this is bothering you, in particular.
[Takatora's not about to start mincing words, not now: if this is as serious as it seems to be, there's no time to waste on formalities. Best to be blunt: his tone is firm but not unkind.]
Ryouma, I need you to explain what is going on, and what is bothering you. It's not like you to be this upset, unless something is very wrong.
[With his free hand, Takatora reaches out to give the hand with a death-grip on his wrist a gentle squeeze.]
Now, where are we?