[ Akua allows her to scream, and cry. She lets it wash over her, and does not rise to it. There is the sensation of a warm hand at Hayame's shoulder, inviting if she wants it, but not pushing. She does not wish to belittle Hayame, or tell her that she is wrong. She reaches out because she knew Hayame was hurt, and though she had not known who caused, it, she had sought to...
Soothe it? Comfort her?
Oh, how far had she fallen? What would her mother say to this? To the attempt to comfort a... friend. What would Catherine say, to this? ]
Demons like he are not infallible, Hayame. Death is a strict avenue, and does not truly punish him, even if you were to succeed in the final blow.
To take from him, you must destroy him, utterly. Take his prestige, his respect, the power he so cherishes. You must think like him to destroy him, not like a mortal.
Demons are creatures that can be tortured, just as any. You must be.. as creative as he.
[ She answers it seriously, instead of taking offense, or walking away. She wants Hayame to learn to do more than simply destroy. She wants to help her become formidable. ]
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Soothe it? Comfort her?
Oh, how far had she fallen? What would her mother say to this? To the attempt to comfort a... friend. What would Catherine say, to this? ]
Demons like he are not infallible, Hayame. Death is a strict avenue, and does not truly punish him, even if you were to succeed in the final blow.
To take from him, you must destroy him, utterly. Take his prestige, his respect, the power he so cherishes. You must think like him to destroy him, not like a mortal.
Demons are creatures that can be tortured, just as any. You must be.. as creative as he.
[ She answers it seriously, instead of taking offense, or walking away. She wants Hayame to learn to do more than simply destroy. She wants to help her become formidable. ]