[Funnily enough… While this would be an easy target against Chikusa regardless, what Ayumu can’t know is that it’s actually a freshly opened wound, something he’s still quietly stewing over. After all, Axel hadn’t said, explicitly, that he didn’t want him- only that the whole system wasn’t something that sat well with him. But in the eyes of a lost and confused wandering soul like Chikusa, one who had only found peace when he’d found someone to serve and dedicate himself to, it might as well have been those exact words.]
[It’s a scary idea, that he might be discarded, or replaced. More than he could have even expected, it strikes deep into the core of himself, a fear more strangling than a noose. So Ayumu’s words actually hit the right way for emotion to filter through his usual dull expression, eyes widening enough so that the flicker of alarm is visible in their pale depths. By the time she’s done, his shoulders are hunched even more than his slouching frame tends to make them- the picture perfect image of a scolded teenager.]
...I was going to learn more skills to be more useful to him…
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[It’s a scary idea, that he might be discarded, or replaced. More than he could have even expected, it strikes deep into the core of himself, a fear more strangling than a noose. So Ayumu’s words actually hit the right way for emotion to filter through his usual dull expression, eyes widening enough so that the flicker of alarm is visible in their pale depths. By the time she’s done, his shoulders are hunched even more than his slouching frame tends to make them- the picture perfect image of a scolded teenager.]
...I was going to learn more skills to be more useful to him…
[He does want to be more than merely competent.]