[To his credit, the kid’s definitely looking pretty uncomfortable with that idea, little though he likes being told off by a couple of meddling jackass adults. Hijikata can see that in his sudden hesitation, in the guilty flicker of his eyes. Look, it’s not like I meant to do something like that...]
“Meant to” wouldn’t stop a thing like that.
[Hijikata glances around, then nods his head towards a nearby window, where an elderly woman is trimming some bonsai.]
That lady up there has grandkids your age, probably. Think they’d care whether you “meant to” hurt her or not?
[As if that wasn’t a harsh enough question, Hijikata reaches out with his power as Hachiman, weakening the boy’s defiance, strengthening any urge he’s got to back down, to apologize, to make things right...]
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“Meant to” wouldn’t stop a thing like that.
[Hijikata glances around, then nods his head towards a nearby window, where an elderly woman is trimming some bonsai.]
That lady up there has grandkids your age, probably. Think they’d care whether you “meant to” hurt her or not?
[As if that wasn’t a harsh enough question, Hijikata reaches out with his power as Hachiman, weakening the boy’s defiance, strengthening any urge he’s got to back down, to apologize, to make things right...]