( The lack of prejudice in Jing Yuan's gaze upon seeing him bothers Mika, even knowing perfectly well that Jing Yuan makes an effort to be level. He should dislike him - at the very least. He shouldn't be inviting him to his room. But all of these people just...
After a moment's hesitation, he steps into the room - he'd prefer this to people overhearing. He glances around, taking it in carefully, before his gaze returns to Jing Yuan once he's closed the door. )
... How's your arm?
( Mika seems ... visibly guilty. Definitely ashamed. )
[ Jing Yuan truly doesn't mind Mika. Most should feel afraid, angry, even resentful.
Still, such emotions are distant from his heart. Further, perhaps, than it ought to be. For the very few he may reserve negative emotions for, those are going to be unequivocally his enemies, and Mika is not one of those.
The room itself seems peaceful. With two to three weeks having gone by, he has had time to have it filled with a bunch of finch figurines, alongside a random lion plush, as well as a table, with very comfortable chairs (soft), the bed, and a desk. The fabrics are red, white, and black. ]
It is fine. I have done well in minding my activities with it, as a precaution. But, all things considered, I believe I have recovered decently well.
( ... Mika brings a hand up to his neck, where a scar from the wound has begun to form... )
... In a sense. ( The wound's closed, and he can talk, at least. But also: ) The Sage's assistant... came by to strengthen a charm he put on me. None of what I did to you should happen again.
( He knows that might not be what Jing Yuan's asking, but it's what he answers with anyway - he's been mulling over this a lot.
A beat. )
... I don't remember it with a lot of clarity, but... sorry, for all of it. And... how it felt.
( That's the one thing he hadn't mentioned in their little vampire convo prior, in part because he wanted to think none of this would happen again. Shame on him for hoping; look what happens when he does.
More pertinently, though... he doesn't usually seek people out to apologize like this, so despite his sullen demeanor, he feels - uncertain; awkward. He doesn't know how this will land, and the uneasy way he rubs his thumb along the hilt of his rapier perhaps gives that much away. )
[ It certainly isn't what Jing Yuan asked, and he makes a mental note to swing back to that properly, as there is much to be questioned, including his general state. Though, quite frankly, it isn't like he wasn't going to ask in-depth questions about it, so it is still rather helpful to get more incidental information.
A reassurance that something like that mad frenzy won't occur is still something comparable to relief. Enough though he laments that they are not sitting down enjoying a spot of tea. But, this is good enough. ]
I see. While I don't think adversely of you for being unable to fight against your senses, I am appreciative of the fact that you are taking responsibility for your actions.
As for the effects...well, it was a surprise, but I am fortunate that events happened as they did, so I will simply be content with that. So, we can now consider what happened with you and I water under the bridge.
[ And he means it, without brushing it off or making light of it. Simply stating that he sees no reason to hold a grudge or anything against the other for it. He is not that type of man, for better or worse. ]
Though, I do happen to have a few other questions, while we have the time. Do you remember what you were doing with Khun at the time? Or, if you recall seeing or hearing something you shouldn't have?
( Jing Yuan is ... strange. Mika would consider himself indifferent in many ways - barring these explosive incidents, he's often impassive - feeling nothing for the world around him; unengaged, and unperceiving.
Jing Yuan is - different. He sees things and he takes them in and he sets them aside. Not indifferent; maybe transitory. Mika isn't sure what to call it, but he isn't sure he's met anyone quite like it, who wasn't likewise full of unrealistically optimistic idealism that needles and worries. It's a rationality without the emptiness native to vampires.
Mika seems a little unsure, a little flat-footed to have the matter understood and closed, but he finds himself struggling for a reason to reopen the case. Is that really all there is?
As for the question... boy, did he. He decides to answer that while considering the rest. )
... Yeah. I don't know why, but I started hearing his thoughts while we were talking. I thought he was doing it to me to mess with me, but... when I asked him about it, I understood he didn't know why it was happening, either. But asking about it is what set him off, so.
[ Jing Yuan isn't exactly sure how else to treat it, other than make it clear the matter has been acknowledged, and adequately dealt with.
Perhaps, in some respects, that makes him less human than he used to be these days. But, at the same time, he sees no reason to let it get in the way of interactions when, from his perspective, it has been mostly solved.
Mostly, because there are other aspects relating to it that haven't been quite dealt with...including while Mika has healed up, he has had to wonder if there were other repercussions. Injuries like that are really grave to come back from. ]
...So, it was purely circumstantial. Not intentional.
[ Just as he started to suspect. ]
You weren't doing anything different than the usual?
Also, I assume you haven't been feeling unwell since being attended to properly?
As for the question, he pauses. It's still weird to get people who care for his health. )
... I've been okay, sort of. The healing was fine - it's sore, but... That's the weird part. Normally head would've reattached if I took it off; it wouldn't have killed me, or left residual damage.
( No soreness, no scars - and no risk of death. )
... But I could tell in that moment losing my head could've killed me.
[ Jing Yuan has no idea if poking at every little small thing will reveal anything new, but by the Aeons, he will leave no stone unturned.
Even if he doesn't consider himself to be like, some sort of detective per say, but he is used to uncovering matters or details in some sort of way. It isn't too dissimilar from playing a game of chess, after all. ]
...So, something did change when we were brought over to this world. Perhaps, by being in this one, your capabilities were limited to a certain degree.
Though, I wonder, how were you able to tell?
[ It is a little ironic. Jing Yuan remembers their discussion on the night Mika was testing out his limb severing capabilities... ]
( He shakes his head. Nope, in this house we are meganeless. )
I got it as a reward from some job. From some humans, I think. I was going to toss them out, but I guess I decided to try them before I did... it feels stupid, in retrospect.
( As for the question, he shrugs. )
... I can't die, normally. I feel nothing when I lose limbs and stuff. Even when I'm drained of blood... ( He trails off - something does happen, but... ) ... it doesn't feel like death. It just feels like nothing, at best; hunger, at worst.
I had to die to become a vampire, so I know what death feels like when it comes. This felt like that.
I guess I was right not to bother testing decapitation the other night...
( Yeah, if he hadn't stopped at his arm his head would've been next on the list at some point. Fortunately, Mika correctly judged it was too risky to try. )
As for the glasses... I'm not sure. I think they fell off when he attacked me, and I'm... not sure if they're still in the courtyard or not. I haven't really gone back there since then.
( Spoilers: Cid grabbed them off the ground so maybe he's wearing them or something, )
They're... black, narrow glasses without rims on the top part. Perscriptionless. They might be broken now, but I'm not sure.
... Do you think it could have something to do with hearing Khun's thoughts?
It would have been quite the pity had I stumbled upon you as a corpse.
[ Jing Yuan supposes what he warned seemed to turn out prudent in retrospect; all the same, it points towards Mika not being careless enough to go for it in the end. Which makes all the more difference.
Whatever the case, he truly would rather not the other have been dead, and that remains true even now. ]
I'll head back to check; even though it's been a few days, they may still linger.
[ Which they won't since Cid, but it's...probably fine...? ]
I wouldn't rule it out. You haven't been hearing anyone else's thoughts, no? Only Khun's? [ Also, another question, to confirm: ] And only when you were wearing them?
( Jing Yuan is not the first to express relief Mika hadn't died, and he, possibly, would not be the last - and it settles weird in his chest each time, leaves an echo in the hollow where his heart's meant to be. It feels...
He thinks on the question posed, inspecting his memories carefully. )
... Just Khun's. Just when wearing the glasses. And just briefly. I had the glasses on when we started speaking, but I didn't hear his thoughts at first... but then it happened suddenly, which is when I told him about it. And he ended it pretty quick once I told him. It's part of why I thought it was a prank or something he was doing.
( This is all... such a headache. )
... Let me know if you find anything. I'll see if I remember more, too. ( And then, after a beat, just since Jing Yuan is a Westie, too: ) ... I'm not going to go after him, or anything, though. Not out of revenge.
( He'd only do it if he thought it would be a decent preventative measure for future indiscretions, but he's been thus far convinced out of that, so. )
[ Get used to being cared for, Mika. It will do good for your health, or...it will bring about various complications, but still be worth it?!
But, anyways, that sure is something.
Jing Yuan is listening closely to the words being spoken to him, and hm. ]
Hmm...it's unlikely to be a coincidence. This will do for now, though it certainly be more conclusive if we still had the item with us.
[ Quite a headache! Jing Yuan will simply have to keep an eye out for it, he supposes. ]
Very well. I shall indeed let you know about any further results of any more findings, regardless. After all, I doubt that the oddities will end here, and we should remain ever-vigilant so that nothing so dangerous occurs once more. [ ... ] But, I am glad to hear you will not try to end his life.
Regardless of who started what, or who tried to kill who, I'd stop all parties involved myself.
[ It doesn't matter the reasoning, it doesn't matter who is from which Country; if they started it, he will finish it, without anyone dying. Jing Yuan will not condone such dangerous in-fighting. ]
... Fine. If it ever comes to that, I'll expect you.
( AKA if he ever really wants to end Khun or someone else he will accept Jing Yuan's attempt to interfere... whatever that means. (It's just a sign of tentative respect, really. He's never going to be happy to have his attempts to kill someone stopped, but. Jing Yuan is better than anyone else, maybe.) )
I'll leave you be. ( Since Jing Yuan's clearly recovered and... fine with things, as surreal - and a little awkward - as it is for Mika to just ... get off scott-free. ) If you want something, you know where to find me.
Well, even so, Mika's response is certainly something. Not many would have the desire or even wish to show any bit of grudging respect someone declaring themselves to be an interloper in future interruption of those they wish to target. All he can do is nod his head to that to stiffly acknowledge it, as it's something like an agreement. ]
I do.
[ Ah, wait, before he leaves he sort of awkwardly tacks on: ]
I appreciate you coming by, Mika. Have a good night and rest well.
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After a moment's hesitation, he steps into the room - he'd prefer this to people overhearing. He glances around, taking it in carefully, before his gaze returns to Jing Yuan once he's closed the door. )
... How's your arm?
( Mika seems ... visibly guilty. Definitely ashamed. )
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Still, such emotions are distant from his heart. Further, perhaps, than it ought to be. For the very few he may reserve negative emotions for, those are going to be unequivocally his enemies, and Mika is not one of those.
The room itself seems peaceful. With two to three weeks having gone by, he has had time to have it filled with a bunch of finch figurines, alongside a random lion plush, as well as a table, with very comfortable chairs (soft), the bed, and a desk. The fabrics are red, white, and black. ]
It is fine. I have done well in minding my activities with it, as a precaution. But, all things considered, I believe I have recovered decently well.
...You also seem to be doing better yourself, no?
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... In a sense. ( The wound's closed, and he can talk, at least. But also: ) The Sage's assistant... came by to strengthen a charm he put on me. None of what I did to you should happen again.
( He knows that might not be what Jing Yuan's asking, but it's what he answers with anyway - he's been mulling over this a lot.
A beat. )
... I don't remember it with a lot of clarity, but... sorry, for all of it. And... how it felt.
( That's the one thing he hadn't mentioned in their little vampire convo prior, in part because he wanted to think none of this would happen again. Shame on him for hoping; look what happens when he does.
More pertinently, though... he doesn't usually seek people out to apologize like this, so despite his sullen demeanor, he feels - uncertain; awkward. He doesn't know how this will land, and the uneasy way he rubs his thumb along the hilt of his rapier perhaps gives that much away. )
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A reassurance that something like that mad frenzy won't occur is still something comparable to relief. Enough though he laments that they are not sitting down enjoying a spot of tea. But, this is good enough. ]
I see. While I don't think adversely of you for being unable to fight against your senses, I am appreciative of the fact that you are taking responsibility for your actions.
As for the effects...well, it was a surprise, but I am fortunate that events happened as they did, so I will simply be content with that. So, we can now consider what happened with you and I water under the bridge.
[ And he means it, without brushing it off or making light of it. Simply stating that he sees no reason to hold a grudge or anything against the other for it. He is not that type of man, for better or worse. ]
Though, I do happen to have a few other questions, while we have the time. Do you remember what you were doing with Khun at the time? Or, if you recall seeing or hearing something you shouldn't have?
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Jing Yuan is - different. He sees things and he takes them in and he sets them aside. Not indifferent; maybe transitory. Mika isn't sure what to call it, but he isn't sure he's met anyone quite like it, who wasn't likewise full of unrealistically optimistic idealism that needles and worries. It's a rationality without the emptiness native to vampires.
Mika seems a little unsure, a little flat-footed to have the matter understood and closed, but he finds himself struggling for a reason to reopen the case. Is that really all there is?
As for the question... boy, did he. He decides to answer that while considering the rest. )
... Yeah. I don't know why, but I started hearing his thoughts while we were talking. I thought he was doing it to me to mess with me, but... when I asked him about it, I understood he didn't know why it was happening, either. But asking about it is what set him off, so.
( A productive yet near-fatal inquiry. )
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Perhaps, in some respects, that makes him less human than he used to be these days. But, at the same time, he sees no reason to let it get in the way of interactions when, from his perspective, it has been mostly solved.
Mostly, because there are other aspects relating to it that haven't been quite dealt with...including while Mika has healed up, he has had to wonder if there were other repercussions. Injuries like that are really grave to come back from. ]
...So, it was purely circumstantial. Not intentional.
[ Just as he started to suspect. ]
You weren't doing anything different than the usual?
Also, I assume you haven't been feeling unwell since being attended to properly?
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( ... Well...
But also? Mika frowns. )
... I mean, I was wearing glasses. But...
( He isn't sure that's relevant...?
As for the question, he pauses. It's still weird to get people who care for his health. )
... I've been okay, sort of. The healing was fine - it's sore, but... That's the weird part. Normally head would've reattached if I took it off; it wouldn't have killed me, or left residual damage.
( No soreness, no scars - and no risk of death. )
... But I could tell in that moment losing my head could've killed me.
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[ Jing Yuan has no idea if poking at every little small thing will reveal anything new, but by the Aeons, he will leave no stone unturned.
Even if he doesn't consider himself to be like, some sort of detective per say, but he is used to uncovering matters or details in some sort of way. It isn't too dissimilar from playing a game of chess, after all. ]
...So, something did change when we were brought over to this world. Perhaps, by being in this one, your capabilities were limited to a certain degree.
Though, I wonder, how were you able to tell?
[ It is a little ironic. Jing Yuan remembers their discussion on the night Mika was testing out his limb severing capabilities... ]
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I got it as a reward from some job. From some humans, I think. I was going to toss them out, but I guess I decided to try them before I did... it feels stupid, in retrospect.
( As for the question, he shrugs. )
... I can't die, normally. I feel nothing when I lose limbs and stuff. Even when I'm drained of blood... ( He trails off - something does happen, but... ) ... it doesn't feel like death. It just feels like nothing, at best; hunger, at worst.
I had to die to become a vampire, so I know what death feels like when it comes. This felt like that.
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...Do you happen to still have them with you?
[ As for the rest, Jing Yuan gives it the appropriate amount of pause that it deserves. ]
So you could tell when you were about to enter your death throes on account of having experienced it before.
While I can't say that sounds pleasant, it is good you were afforded something like a warning of some sort.
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( Yeah, if he hadn't stopped at his arm his head would've been next on the list at some point. Fortunately, Mika correctly judged it was too risky to try. )
As for the glasses... I'm not sure. I think they fell off when he attacked me, and I'm... not sure if they're still in the courtyard or not. I haven't really gone back there since then.
( Spoilers: Cid grabbed them off the ground so maybe he's wearing them or something, )
They're... black, narrow glasses without rims on the top part. Perscriptionless. They might be broken now, but I'm not sure.
... Do you think it could have something to do with hearing Khun's thoughts?
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It would have been quite the pity had I stumbled upon you as a corpse.
[ Jing Yuan supposes what he warned seemed to turn out prudent in retrospect; all the same, it points towards Mika not being careless enough to go for it in the end. Which makes all the more difference.
Whatever the case, he truly would rather not the other have been dead, and that remains true even now. ]
I'll head back to check; even though it's been a few days, they may still linger.
[ Which they won't since Cid, but it's...probably fine...? ]
I wouldn't rule it out. You haven't been hearing anyone else's thoughts, no? Only Khun's? [ Also, another question, to confirm: ] And only when you were wearing them?
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He thinks on the question posed, inspecting his memories carefully. )
... Just Khun's. Just when wearing the glasses. And just briefly. I had the glasses on when we started speaking, but I didn't hear his thoughts at first... but then it happened suddenly, which is when I told him about it. And he ended it pretty quick once I told him. It's part of why I thought it was a prank or something he was doing.
( This is all... such a headache. )
... Let me know if you find anything. I'll see if I remember more, too. ( And then, after a beat, just since Jing Yuan is a Westie, too: ) ... I'm not going to go after him, or anything, though. Not out of revenge.
( He'd only do it if he thought it would be a decent preventative measure for future indiscretions, but he's been thus far convinced out of that, so. )
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But, anyways, that sure is something.
Jing Yuan is listening closely to the words being spoken to him, and hm. ]
Hmm...it's unlikely to be a coincidence. This will do for now, though it certainly be more conclusive if we still had the item with us.
[ Quite a headache! Jing Yuan will simply have to keep an eye out for it, he supposes. ]
Very well. I shall indeed let you know about any further results of any more findings, regardless. After all, I doubt that the oddities will end here, and we should remain ever-vigilant so that nothing so dangerous occurs once more. [ ... ] But, I am glad to hear you will not try to end his life.
Regardless of who started what, or who tried to kill who, I'd stop all parties involved myself.
[ It doesn't matter the reasoning, it doesn't matter who is from which Country; if they started it, he will finish it, without anyone dying. Jing Yuan will not condone such dangerous in-fighting. ]
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... Fine. If it ever comes to that, I'll expect you.
( AKA if he ever really wants to end Khun or someone else he will accept Jing Yuan's attempt to interfere... whatever that means. (It's just a sign of tentative respect, really. He's never going to be happy to have his attempts to kill someone stopped, but. Jing Yuan is better than anyone else, maybe.) )
I'll leave you be. ( Since Jing Yuan's clearly recovered and... fine with things, as surreal - and a little awkward - as it is for Mika to just ... get off scott-free. ) If you want something, you know where to find me.
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Well, even so, Mika's response is certainly something. Not many would have the desire or even wish to show any bit of grudging respect someone declaring themselves to be an interloper in future interruption of those they wish to target. All he can do is nod his head to that to stiffly acknowledge it, as it's something like an agreement. ]
I do.
[ Ah, wait, before he leaves he sort of awkwardly tacks on: ]
I appreciate you coming by, Mika. Have a good night and rest well.