[ the conversational question deserves a conversational answer, but since dextera can’t give that, he turns back to atsumu with a slightly furrowed brow. he can’t explain what he’s planning or why, as much as he knows it’s unkind—or at least bizarre—to leave this hatchling aion in the dark. ]
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[ the answer he comes to is to point to the part of the crystal that’s been broken open, providing a perfectly human-sized hole. he lets atsumu come to whatever conclusion he might like to about that, and then he heaves himself up over the base to get inside.
like touching it with his bare hands, the interior is vaguely sticky—and still warm, pulsing with the last vestiges of life. ]
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[ the answer he comes to is to point to the part of the crystal that’s been broken open, providing a perfectly human-sized hole. he lets atsumu come to whatever conclusion he might like to about that, and then he heaves himself up over the base to get inside.
like touching it with his bare hands, the interior is vaguely sticky—and still warm, pulsing with the last vestiges of life. ]