[ This isn't the best time for emotions to be so easily felt from others. She'd had that thought when she'd first experienced it, and she has that thought now, trying actively to prevent herself from feeling what she knows is only going to hurt him. Shock, hurt, sorrow, guilt, helplessness...
Because she wants to protest this. Truly, she does. He's been with them all this time, pushing through every week, every day, when they'd lost their grip on some of the others. Kotoha, tears streaming down her face. Soujuurou, caught by that bear cub. The way Suzuha and Gojo had just quietly endured their losses only to struggle coping with it once they thought they were alone.
But she remembers Mark's confession about his tastes changing. How clammy his hand had felt. To feel yourself change must be terrifying and she knows if this had been her, if she felt it was more likely she would harm the people she cared about before she could be turned back to normal, she'd make a similar choice. Certain members of their group could probably hold their own against him, but at the same time, that's a difficult thing to have to endure, for them and for him.
But it still locks her throat up tight and Mark may have his tear ducts under control, but Haru's own eyes are burning as the tears well up. She can't prevent it, the way her tone fractures. How her shoulders start to tremble. ]
I don't... want to give up. [ The words are choked out, slowly. ]
I don't want to leave you behind or give up on you, Mark! You--you really don't think there's any other way??
[ There's a desperate sense of resignation, though. Like she's aware she can't convince him. That he's not saying this lightly. But the Phantom Thieves had always triumphed against the impossible before, so why... why can't that bond, that determination, persevere through this too?? Why does it feel like he's already gone? ]
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Because she wants to protest this. Truly, she does. He's been with them all this time, pushing through every week, every day, when they'd lost their grip on some of the others. Kotoha, tears streaming down her face. Soujuurou, caught by that bear cub. The way Suzuha and Gojo had just quietly endured their losses only to struggle coping with it once they thought they were alone.
But she remembers Mark's confession about his tastes changing. How clammy his hand had felt. To feel yourself change must be terrifying and she knows if this had been her, if she felt it was more likely she would harm the people she cared about before she could be turned back to normal, she'd make a similar choice. Certain members of their group could probably hold their own against him, but at the same time, that's a difficult thing to have to endure, for them and for him.
But it still locks her throat up tight and Mark may have his tear ducts under control, but Haru's own eyes are burning as the tears well up. She can't prevent it, the way her tone fractures. How her shoulders start to tremble. ]
I don't... want to give up. [ The words are choked out, slowly. ]
I don't want to leave you behind or give up on you, Mark! You--you really don't think there's any other way??
[ There's a desperate sense of resignation, though. Like she's aware she can't convince him. That he's not saying this lightly. But the Phantom Thieves had always triumphed against the impossible before, so why... why can't that bond, that determination, persevere through this too?? Why does it feel like he's already gone? ]