[As he touches ground, Akihiko considers running. Running would be a good idea; getting far away from here and getting some time to sort through his thoughts...
But no. He couldn't run -- even if he seriously considered it, he'd be sniffed out by that Koromaru TV ... version. Taking off running would also make him easy to track through the brush, with his lack of experience with making a noiseless retreat.
He didn't make it a habit to run away, after all.
He pushes back his hood and raises his clenched fists, taking on a fighting stance. Embodiment of regret, TV personification, or whatever it was, he was expecting a fight.]
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But no. He couldn't run -- even if he seriously considered it, he'd be sniffed out by that Koromaru TV ... version. Taking off running would also make him easy to track through the brush, with his lack of experience with making a noiseless retreat.
He didn't make it a habit to run away, after all.
He pushes back his hood and raises his clenched fists, taking on a fighting stance. Embodiment of regret, TV personification, or whatever it was, he was expecting a fight.]
Come on, then! Let's do this!