[He takes a deep breath as that weird feeling comes and goes in waves. What makes it difficult is because Rokurou is a daemon, he already has a naturally violent side. Fighting, killing, that's pretty normal for him so that alone isn't strange. The difference is he's usually in control and maintains reason, and right now that is what's being stripped away, with his malevolence feeding into it.
So for a moment he just stares at her and his eyes narrow as if he's about to revert and succumb to the bloodlust again. But at the last moment he grits his teeth and grabs her sword to pull it towards himself and drive it deep into his shoulder. A pained yell escapes him, but with it is the flash of clarity he needed.]
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So for a moment he just stares at her and his eyes narrow as if he's about to revert and succumb to the bloodlust again. But at the last moment he grits his teeth and grabs her sword to pull it towards himself and drive it deep into his shoulder. A pained yell escapes him, but with it is the flash of clarity he needed.]
Haa... Hold on... Think I'm... Getting there...