[Akame'll briskly nod as she catches him, not quite meeting his eyes. That's something to consider---what if he does already know? Surely, he must have taken the news hard; even harder than Akame did (and she cried, too; cried herself to sleep more than once, cried in front of Hinata; cried in front of Kaneki). Tsuna seemed like someone who grew deeply attached to those he considered friends---something Akame understood, and related to wholeheartedly.
But how would he react if he knew that she was one of the last people to have seen Nicolas Brown alive?
How would he react if he knew that she tried to stop Nic from basically walking straight into his own death. and failed, with his collection of books as proof of that failure?
If he were to react angrily, she wouldn't blame him.
She should've tried harder, just as she should've with Peter.]
[But here they are, with a proverbial elephant in the equally proverbial room.
Akame takes a deep breath in the middle of trying to piece together what she was going to say and how she was going to say it, staring at the sky, only to blink a little and look over at Tsuna upon hearing his apology.
It doesn't . . . Feel like enough, though. I don't think it ever will—
[ apologies meant nothing if she were dead, after all. the same applies to vriska, and he shakes his head at his own words, brows furrowing and eyes downcast. sooner or later, he has to look up, back to akame.
he wants to let her know. he would try terribly hard to stand as a harder wall for those he loved, or he he'd only be a waste. a waste for his friends here and a waste for the fate of his home. ]
That time, when they attacked us at night.
[ the night raid, where he broke down and nearly left akame there to fight alone, run the risk of getting overthrown— ]
I put you in danger. You could have died because—
[ of what he felt, but he seems to be controlling himself before he says anything else. he does give a subtle gesture though, his hand going over his chest, stopping where his heart should be. ]
[Akame looks on at him, looking both somber and taken aback by how genuinely stricken Tsuna looks, hand hovering over his heart as if it hurts him to so much as talk about what had happened during the neraki ambush.
It's a familiar sight. This was how Tatsumi looked when Bulat was killed; guilt and sadness stinging him like the pinpricks of many, tiny needles.
This was herself, after she had to kill Martha; after all her friends in the Elite Seven died one by one; after she turned her back on Kurome, leaving her to an unfortunate fate.
She understands how Tsuna feels, but he can't wallow in his mistakes---and, really, he was a kindhearted boy who couldn't bring himself to hurt innocents.
He can't be faulted for that. Akame puts a hand on his shoulder.]
You were conflicted for good reason. That's not so much a fault as it is staying true to yourself. You can do more and be more, Tsuna. But here...you have to be willing to compromise your intentions with the deeds you have to commit here.
[Akame's brow furrows briefly. She understands what he's getting at: he wants to do more, to become stronger, more resolute.
But that will come with a sacrifice, as Kaneki reminded her. She herself had to cast aside whatever inherent righteousness that remained within her to take up the mantle of assassin.]
You have to be willing to do whatever it takes to protect those around you, and back where you're from, even if it goes against what you stand for.
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But how would he react if he knew that she was one of the last people to have seen Nicolas Brown alive?
How would he react if he knew that she tried to stop Nic from basically walking straight into his own death. and failed, with his collection of books as proof of that failure?
If he were to react angrily, she wouldn't blame him.
She should've tried harder, just as she should've with Peter.]
[But here they are, with a proverbial elephant in the equally proverbial room.
Akame takes a deep breath in the middle of trying to piece together what she was going to say and how she was going to say it, staring at the sky, only to blink a little and look over at Tsuna upon hearing his apology.
She frowns, appearing confused.]
Apologize? What for?
[A tilt of the head.]
Tsuna, you've done nothing wrong.
[At least, not in her eyes.]
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[ apologies meant nothing if she were dead, after all. the same applies to vriska, and he shakes his head at his own words, brows furrowing and eyes downcast. sooner or later, he has to look up, back to akame.
he wants to let her know. he would try terribly hard to stand as a harder wall for those he loved, or he he'd only be a waste. a waste for his friends here and a waste for the fate of his home. ]
That time, when they attacked us at night.
[ the night raid, where he broke down and nearly left akame there to fight alone, run the risk of getting overthrown— ]
I put you in danger. You could have died because—
[ of what he felt, but he seems to be controlling himself before he says anything else. he does give a subtle gesture though, his hand going over his chest, stopping where his heart should be. ]
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It's a familiar sight. This was how Tatsumi looked when Bulat was killed; guilt and sadness stinging him like the pinpricks of many, tiny needles.
This was herself, after she had to kill Martha; after all her friends in the Elite Seven died one by one; after she turned her back on Kurome, leaving her to an unfortunate fate.
She understands how Tsuna feels, but he can't wallow in his mistakes---and, really, he was a kindhearted boy who couldn't bring himself to hurt innocents.
He can't be faulted for that. Akame puts a hand on his shoulder.]
You were conflicted for good reason. That's not so much a fault as it is staying true to yourself. You can do more and be more, Tsuna. But here...you have to be willing to compromise your intentions with the deeds you have to commit here.
[Akame's brow furrows briefly. She understands what he's getting at: he wants to do more, to become stronger, more resolute.
But that will come with a sacrifice, as Kaneki reminded her. She herself had to cast aside whatever inherent righteousness that remained within her to take up the mantle of assassin.]
You have to be willing to do whatever it takes to protect those around you, and back where you're from, even if it goes against what you stand for.