[The concern on her face is enough to have Ichigo's grin dropping down a little. More of an apologetic smile, than anything, as he watches her pant from running.]
Nah... not with this being just like. My usual state of existence or whatever. [Joking aside and done with, he seems to get more serious as he frowns. His uninjured arm raises, left hand coming up to touch the dome where hers is, palm flattening against it.]
Sorry... I couldn't just sit this one out. But... I thought of you, when I realized I couldn't... [It's one rough pill to have to swallow, knowing you had to turn tail and abandon your bloodthirsty friend because there was no way you were gonna win that fight. He's found himself once again swimming in an ocean of wounded pride and straight up guilt. But Ichigo burdens Orihime enough with his shit, so he's just gonna bury that deep and force his smile back up as he finishes his sentence.] No way in hell was I gonna break my word to you.
and that in turn made me think of Mandela effect shit even tho Shaq's shti exists
Nah... not with this being just like. My usual state of existence or whatever. [Joking aside and done with, he seems to get more serious as he frowns. His uninjured arm raises, left hand coming up to touch the dome where hers is, palm flattening against it.]
Sorry... I couldn't just sit this one out. But... I thought of you, when I realized I couldn't... [It's one rough pill to have to swallow, knowing you had to turn tail and abandon your bloodthirsty friend because there was no way you were gonna win that fight. He's found himself once again swimming in an ocean of wounded pride and straight up guilt. But Ichigo burdens Orihime enough with his shit, so he's just gonna bury that deep and force his smile back up as he finishes his sentence.] No way in hell was I gonna break my word to you.