( It's Tatara's strained voice that falters his step, that split-second long enough to let Shinjiro grab him, berate him - fairly, correctly; not with words Mika can argue with. He doesn't turn. His arm is taut as the whole of him strains away from Shinji, like a wild animal caught - but he hears him, and he grits his teeth, and he doesn't argue, not a word.
He can't fix anything. He can only break. He could justify the harm he did so long as he had to stay alive to protect Yuu; but now - what reason does he have to explain why he's still here?
When Shinji finally lets go to attend to Tatara, Mika stumbles, but hesitates; still poised to run, but torn. He sees them over his shoulder, out of the corner of his eye, and the way the blood glistens in the moonlight, and he feels
hunger twist his stomach, and temptation at his back, again. It overwhelms his fear. It overwhelms his regret. It reminds him of what he is, in the end - a creature that feeds, and feeds, and feeds.
It's Shinji barking orders that jostles him back to reality, and without a word he looks forward again - and takes off, without a word.
It's not clear if he really intends to get help, but the pivot in his step makes it clear enough, at least, that he's not heading toward any manor exit this time, but toward the portion of the building where everyone sleeps.
He can't fix things, and he can't do any good. But other people can. And maybe he can manage that much. )
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He can't fix anything. He can only break. He could justify the harm he did so long as he had to stay alive to protect Yuu; but now - what reason does he have to explain why he's still here?
When Shinji finally lets go to attend to Tatara, Mika stumbles, but hesitates; still poised to run, but torn. He sees them over his shoulder, out of the corner of his eye, and the way the blood glistens in the moonlight, and he feels
hunger twist his stomach, and temptation at his back, again. It overwhelms his fear. It overwhelms his regret. It reminds him of what he is, in the end - a creature that feeds, and feeds, and feeds.
It's Shinji barking orders that jostles him back to reality, and without a word he looks forward again - and takes off, without a word.
It's not clear if he really intends to get help, but the pivot in his step makes it clear enough, at least, that he's not heading toward any manor exit this time, but toward the portion of the building where everyone sleeps.
He can't fix things, and he can't do any good. But other people can. And maybe he can manage that much. )