i.. um, seriously? not a big deal? [a dumbfounded look is formed onto nikolai’s face, a frown curling across his mouth. he stares with wide-eyes as if his brain had short-circuited at tsubomi’s sudden decision to leave. leave. the singular word repeats in his brain. head tilts downwards, staring at the ground beneath his feet, at his shoes.] pshh.. [nikolai blows a raspberry childishly, attempting to play it off. well: attempting. it’s painfully difficult to. but he shouldn’t be surprised — didn’t (most) of all the people he’s formed a bond with abandon nikolai in the end, while he’s left to find solace in their memory? all blurry apparitions, coming to haunt him in the end.] i — i guess i understand your reasoning.. but you could, um, prove everyone wrong. not every jujutsu sorcerer needs a technique.. [his gaze lifts, meeting tsubomi’s eyes. nikolai’s face displayed uneasiness, resembling a puppy that was kicked to the side of the curb. if he had the courage to do it, the heart — he could abandon the world of jujutsu and live, for the very first time in his life. freedom seemed to be perfectly ideal, yet he couldn’t ever leave. there were many ‘ifs’ and ‘maybes’. they could never come to life. he shifts his feet, imitating tsubomi,] i’m, um — sorry. i’m.. happy you’re getting out. but what’re you going to do? where will you go, tsu?
*⠀ Had 2 re-send Oopsies