Within his Detective Princeās mask, there was consciousness towards himself old automatism would carry away: a natural temptation of gentle detached observation about what going on, in which he would emotionally feeling uninvolved, and a natural habit to wanting taking things easier, which might be the right tactic at the moment. For an asshole, so far, margin to do whatever he wanted without having to take in consideration perception of his person would remaining Shadows of the Metaverse and in some extent the Phantom Thieves themselves, which wasnāt nothing neither. Nevertheless, there was an impossibility to badly playing his cards when it concerned that another world. Especially when it came from the other Kurusu-sanās father. Regardless impressive posture in which he was standing, reaction about slight revelation he needed to slip out for reassuring an embracing inner anxiety about mere possibility to losing his loving boyfriend showed in middle of an disadvantaging unknown landscape.
Part of him was glad Somaās father was supportive on his own measure, in which there was no immediate judgement about something that cannot be expressed randomly in the street with all strict Japanese norms that defied naturality of customs. Other part of him wished for mirage his biological father giving him even a similar look ā¦ He wasnāt inside best measures for being the one handling such conversation in first place, as a caring presence of a father was almost an imaginary fantasy that to be loved, in which there was an additional consciousness it wasnāt something he might get. Once more, something he mentally needed to working on inside current timing, as compared to his sonās introduction, he would prefer remaining that friendly Detective Prince entirely.
Smiling a bit, it was his following sentences that still grabbed his attention. Targeted? Kidnapped? Manipulated? Incapable to communicate his whereabouts? It was easier to understanding unsaid circumstances within silence of each other concerning that point. It has been something that happened before. Well, risked no more to happens again, because he will the first happy to kill someone that wanted to hurt him, but it wasnāt something he was going to explicitly confess to the father. Knowing Soma, all four remained equally possible. That sentence brought back conclusion himself made. It was all concerning circumstances in which he didnāt have knowledge, in which as much he might conclude how he finished there, he mentally stepped back of it.
ā Regularly. He created himself a life, and Iām only part of it, sharing most we can between each other. ā He reassured, as he wished only bring innocence features back towards this father, instead to exploring curious domains in which he would find other means to get knowledge with. ā Iām guessing with how youāve expressed it, itās something that did happened often before. ā There was temptation to reassuring how nothing happened to him so far, he knew, but didnāt want coming out of a liar for didnāt know full context about how things were ā¦ ā Heās safe. ā That, at least, he can guarantee. Nevertheless, there was appreciation about how he didnāt mind --- in which playing around a mask sounded more complicated now he accustoming himself not to bother about whatever perception he might brought as refreshing to be able to be fully himself.
ā I find a father's affection for his son to be praiseworthy. ā He didnāt even attempt whatever detour for bouncing back towards that sentence. ā Besides, you would have figure it out while speaking with your son. Iām certain inside your worries to be considered inside the equation is something you will equally spoke to. Itās better than youāve receiving directly information from said boyfriend. ā It turned out to be fortunate that he didn't seem like Shido's type, allowing him to feel freer in what he said. It served no purpose to attempting stimulating a normality concerning delicate topic of parental affection in which he ignored the experience. At least, the message had passed there was no good communication with his. It was story of his entire lifetime, and considering his own father didnāt want him in first place, if there was a little change he was approved by Somaās father, he would be experiencing a tiny degree of what he should have experienced as a kid. Coming from other people, such perceptions would have angry him, frustrated him to no end, triggering an envy towards an unreachable mirage, but with his boyfriendās father, he wanted to well perceived. Emotionally, he will have to deal with anguish of his triggered abandonment issues.
A flattered smile exposed once more inside some wave of amusement. Eventually, he would be pointing out how itās might be funny how he was physically looking like his son, right? It wouldnāt be impossible that he pretending not noticing it? ā Do best I can on that. ā Mirroring effect helped a lot, which proved to be right in many aspects. Mirroring aspect in which he often was the one facing his own walls about his behaviour. ā Like I say before, there is still many things I need to know ā¦ ā He frowned a bit towards that question: a care in which he wished he could have from his own father, that never happened, that never showed inside gaze of that miserable selfish man ā¦ ā When Iām with him, Iām ensuring that he does ā¦ ā He answered as sincerely as possible, as there was consciousness other way around was more accurate. ā ā¦ in same way he naturally does for me each time we pass time together ā¦ I canāt say when Iām not here. It will be inappropriate for me to answer for his feelings when he canāt defend his position. ā
