[ The shadows bother him. Not only in the immediate sense of menacing danger; something about them just feels completely off. Normal darkness feels comforting to him, if anything--it's his weapon of choice, after all.
This is not. This is wrong. These shadows somehow feel like if he tried to summon his shikigami out of them, they'd turn on him and try to tear him to pieces. ]
Looking at them felt...off. Like a curse.
[ He takes a quick look over his shoulder. They seem to be keeping ahead. One bright spot. ]
I tried not to look at them for too long. [ An option she didn't have, unfortunately. ] Are you okay?
I SURVIVED and my new roomie's dog likes me, that's good enough for me
This is not. This is wrong. These shadows somehow feel like if he tried to summon his shikigami out of them, they'd turn on him and try to tear him to pieces. ]
Looking at them felt...off. Like a curse.
[ He takes a quick look over his shoulder. They seem to be keeping ahead. One bright spot. ]
I tried not to look at them for too long. [ An option she didn't have, unfortunately. ] Are you okay?