[ He's been observing the ghosts, slowly being able to pick up on some of the who's who and he's going to walk over to this lion. He's not positive, but he's pretty sure. Call it gut instinct. ]
Never told me about getting those powers back, did you?
[ At "maybe after this is done," his mouth instantly turns down into a tight frown, but then once he hears the rest of Kotetsu's words, he pauses. Blinks and tilts his head again.
[ THAT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HIM LOOKING SAD, IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HIM LOOKING PEEVED JFIELA;HG
it's fine, though, because either way, he scoffs. Obviously Kotetsu can't hear it, but he can see the body language of it, a bitter look on his face. He knows he can't be heard, but for a moment he can't help but talk anyway, two syllables. ]
[ He shakes his head. It doesn't really matter what he said, honestly. But more importantly...he pauses, trying to figure out how to mime his thoughts in a way that'll be coherent.
He points to Kotetsu with one hand and mimes talking with the other. Then he points to his own head and twirls his finger. He then...starts grasping at the air like he's hauling a huge bundle of blankets out of a closet and pulls it in towards his chest, feeling incredibly stupid while doing it, and follows it up with both his arms crossed in front of him, head shaking.
What you just said is crazy. "Back to ourselves" won't work. ]
[ He reaches over and taps the spot at his heart lightly. ]
You're still here. We can still send notes. Even if you're not with us directly, I believe we can get you back. Fix what's wrong with this. I don't want you giving up hope on that.
He repeats the gesture pointing back and forth between them again, but this time uses one hand to mime talking again. Then he throws both thumbs over one of his shoulders, pointing behind him, pairing it with an inquisitive look. We've talked in the past? ]
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Never told me about getting those powers back, did you?
[ If he's wrong, he's wrong. ]
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[ DID HE MESS UP?? ]
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The hand thing?
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Maybe after this is done, we can have fun with our powers together.
[ After they get them back... ]
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Powers? You've got those too? ]
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By the end we should all be back to ourselves, right?
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it's fine, though, because either way, he scoffs. Obviously Kotetsu can't hear it, but he can see the body language of it, a bitter look on his face. He knows he can't be heard, but for a moment he can't help but talk anyway, two syllables. ]
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But his head tilts a little, trying to figure out what he's saying. ]
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He points to Kotetsu with one hand and mimes talking with the other. Then he points to his own head and twirls his finger. He then...starts grasping at the air like he's hauling a huge bundle of blankets out of a closet and pulls it in towards his chest, feeling incredibly stupid while doing it, and follows it up with both his arms crossed in front of him, head shaking.
What you just said is crazy. "Back to ourselves" won't work. ]
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Me... talking... crazy? Pulling... toward you... Not going to happen?
[ He mouths those words, trying to figure what it was that he exactly said. ]
You don't think we'll be back to ourselves...?
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Anyway, Rex will point to Kotetsu and then shrug. Then he points to himself and repeats the arms crossing motion.
You, maybe. Me, definitely not. ]
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Me... maybe? You... no?
[ He furrows his brow at that. ]
I believe we can get you back, Rex.
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He draws a giant question mark in the air with his hand. Why? ]
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[ He reaches over and taps the spot at his heart lightly. ]
You're still here. We can still send notes. Even if you're not with us directly, I believe we can get you back. Fix what's wrong with this. I don't want you giving up hope on that.
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He points a finger back and forth between his own heart and Kotetsu's. You know me? ]
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Heart to heart?? Hm. [ This one's a little lost on him. ]
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He repeats the gesture pointing back and forth between them again, but this time uses one hand to mime talking again. Then he throws both thumbs over one of his shoulders, pointing behind him, pairing it with an inquisitive look. We've talked in the past? ]
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[ Hmmm... ]
Behind.. before...?
Yeah, we've talked before.
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I don't remember. ]
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Head... nothing...
Head... empt--
Remember? What don't you remember?
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