[He's on top of her, pressing her much smaller body down with his own. And he's sure he has this in his hand when the blade manages to draw blood for the second time. But this is also the danger in allowing himself to go too far, because there's always the chance that he gets lost in the moment and turns blind to smaller details. Such as Kotone swiping out a knife and pointing the sharp tip against him, carefully pressing it on his throat.
Yeah that's enough for him to stop. His body freezes, going so terribly still while his eyes are wide and staring down at Kotone's.]
Have you ever killed anyone, Kotone? I have. [His voice is rough and hoarse as he speaks, still clearly lost in his own head. Then, he turns his head to the side and gently presses forward, allowing the knife cut along the delicate skin on his throat. The blade draws a wound that looks like a gruesome and gross imitation of a red smile. There's more blood now, but not enough for it to be serious yet.] Do it.
cw: mention of a murder & slight self-harm
Yeah that's enough for him to stop. His body freezes, going so terribly still while his eyes are wide and staring down at Kotone's.]
Have you ever killed anyone, Kotone? I have. [His voice is rough and hoarse as he speaks, still clearly lost in his own head. Then, he turns his head to the side and gently presses forward, allowing the knife cut along the delicate skin on his throat. The blade draws a wound that looks like a gruesome and gross imitation of a red smile. There's more blood now, but not enough for it to be serious yet.] Do it.