[ His eyes go wide. For a moment he steps forward, but stops. If Rex doesn't remember him... he... he shouldn't hug him. So instead, he just tightens his fists at his sides. ]
Even if you don't remember me, I remember you. I... I'll make it right. Please try to have faith in me, Rex. Don't give up believing that.
[ Rex looks...profoundly uncomfortable, even if he isn't being hugged. The thought that someone knows him, probably better than he knows himself at this point...it feels wrong. What does this man supposedly remember of him? What is their relationship even supposed to be?
He looks earnest, but looks can be deceiving.
Rex pulls his mask up to reveal his full face for a moment, because he knows he has no way of communicating this through charades, and if he has to get this across by expression alone, he needs this man to fully see it: the skepticism, the doubt, the wariness. (the fear.)
[ hi i abandoned this tag for a day because i don't know what to do with this and neither does rex.
It feels too...nice. Too genuine. Why would this random man believe in him, in this den of vipers? When Rex doesn't know his motivations (and maybe didn't know them before, either), and when Kotetsu doesn't know his. It's too good to be true, right?
He just. Angles back, takes half a step backwards, face even warier now. ]
[ He still doesn't understand why Kotetsu cares so much about some dead stranger to the point of "not wanting to lose him for good." It makes him wonder just what the hell they talked about before--how much, how deeply--and it feels like a yawning empty gap.
It's terrifying.
But at least they can agree on one thing: that they don't want Rex to...die, or double-die, or disappear, or whatever. So. He'll give Kotetsu a slow, wary nod and then start backing away slowly. ]
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Even if you don't remember me, I remember you. I... I'll make it right. Please try to have faith in me, Rex. Don't give up believing that.
[ Who is he trying to convince here? ]
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He looks earnest, but looks can be deceiving.
Rex pulls his mask up to reveal his full face for a moment, because he knows he has no way of communicating this through charades, and if he has to get this across by expression alone, he needs this man to fully see it: the skepticism, the doubt, the wariness. (the fear.)
Why should I trust you? ]
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I don't want you to disappear. I know it's hard to believe someone you don't remember, but I believed in you. I still believe in you. But... please.
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It feels too...nice. Too genuine. Why would this random man believe in him, in this den of vipers? When Rex doesn't know his motivations (and maybe didn't know them before, either), and when Kotetsu doesn't know his. It's too good to be true, right?
He just. Angles back, takes half a step backwards, face even warier now. ]
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Actions speak louder than words, right?
[ He rubs his neck, sighing. ]
I guess... All I can ask is... Hang in there, okay? We don't want to lose you for good.
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It's terrifying.
But at least they can agree on one thing: that they don't want Rex to...die, or double-die, or disappear, or whatever. So. He'll give Kotetsu a slow, wary nod and then start backing away slowly. ]
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Well. I hope to see you around.