[Hakkai looks at the bottle, wondering what alcohol is going to do, on top of -- whatever it is that's already affecting him, and takes a more judicious sip this time.
It's strong, but whatever the alcohol is likely to do to his mental state, the burn in his throat helps. He smiles a little, and hands the flask back over.
Where is it that he's supposed to start? At the beginning, he thinks. Where stories are supposed to begin. He hasn't told Gojyo anything about himself, not really; not in Gojyo's memory, and if Hakkai is going to ask Gojyo to trust him, then -- it's more of a wordless impulse than anything, and his smile goes a little odd as he leans forward, wrapping his arms around his knees.]
I wasn't lying when I told you I was born human. There is a way, for a human to become youkai. I hadn't even heard of it before-- in any case. The blood of a thousand youkai.
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It's strong, but whatever the alcohol is likely to do to his mental state, the burn in his throat helps. He smiles a little, and hands the flask back over.
Where is it that he's supposed to start? At the beginning, he thinks. Where stories are supposed to begin. He hasn't told Gojyo anything about himself, not really; not in Gojyo's memory, and if Hakkai is going to ask Gojyo to trust him, then -- it's more of a wordless impulse than anything, and his smile goes a little odd as he leans forward, wrapping his arms around his knees.]
I wasn't lying when I told you I was born human. There is a way, for a human to become youkai. I hadn't even heard of it before-- in any case. The blood of a thousand youkai.