[ maybe that last question on the topic beforehand would have to wait— he seems to be waiting with growing anticipation as akame connects his words and such; when she finally holds the charm up, and all while she's speaking— he looks like he might cry, mouth agape in a growing smile. ]

—It's mine!! My charm—!!

[ ahhh, yes— his eyes are fairly glossy right now, but no tears in sight just yet. ]

I-I was looking everywhere!! I thought I lost it and— With everything going on, I—

[ he was going to wait until this all passed to ask the network— and he had little time to look for it now that he had patrols and walking about alone was possibly the worst idea. he holds his hand out to her, subtle trembles in his fingers visible as he controls himself to not become too emotional. it was the only thing he had that connected him to everyone, that tiny little charm that reminded him so much of kyoko, of his family, of the friends that depended on him back home—

every time he reads the kanji printed on it ( protection, certain victory ), it's just another reason to push him forward and keep going. ]

A-and you held onto it— Thank you . . . !