*The Lost Soul appeared. (BC!!! GAY)
-> SAVE: Satoshi
( Koto knew that even though he couldn’t go back--he could use the little power he had left. Whatever this being was--they still had his beloved. He had to save him. He stretched out a hand, calling out a name that slipped so easily from his lips. After all... he’s in there somewhere. And something--something glowed, something--! )
* The Lost Soul appeared.
[ ACT ]
( Koto didn’t know what to do at first. But he had to do something. Something familiar. So first... he softly smiled. )
-> Offer Pastry
“Would you like this, Satoshi...? I-It’s freshly baked...”
* You pretend like you’re holding out a cake and ask if he wants it. Somehow, it seems familiar to him, and he kind of wants to eat it...
( Breathe, Koto, breathe. He swiftly dodged the attacks thrown at him--some sort of dark mist, along with magic that looked like arms being thrown towards him. He had an idea of what to do next, then--though it was gong back a while. )
-> Pick Up
“C-C’mon, I’ve got you--!”
* You attempt to pick up the Lost Soul bridal-style to get away fro imaginary scary pranks. You’re weaker now, so you can’t do it, but the Lost Soul seems to hold himself back from blushing. That seems so familiar...
( Okay, we’re getting there. Halfway there, it seems--the attacks slow slightly. Next, something a bit more... )
-> Stand Tall
“I’m not small--!”
* You stretch up on your tiptoes, trying to match his height, even though you know that will never happen. Something about the way you protest seems so familiar to him...
( Sacrifices have to be made in order to save loved ones, and that includes references to Koto’s short height. Somehow, he didn’t mind it this time. Now, the final one-- )
-> Hug and Reassure
* You softly wrap your arms around the figure and tell him you’re sorry, everything’s okay, and he’s not a coward. For some reason, he almost wants to hug back, and tell you everything’s okay...
* Suddenly, the memories are flooding back!
( Koto gave another smile and a laugh, holding the hug for a brief moment before stepping back. His job isn’t yet done. )
