[There'd be a start, a shock to the system that would be visible in the tremor that would pass through Kazutora as he'd stare at Mikey, now young again. His eyes would widen.]
Mikey...? What-- the fuck happened? You're--
[He didn't even know how to finish that sentence. This was the Mikey that until recently he wanted to murder into teeny tiny bits and pieces, wanted to bash through walls, wanted to grind into paste. .. but this was also the Mikey that had forgiven him.. But did he remember the things they'd spoken about? Was he the same, just... younger looking...?]
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Mikey...? What-- the fuck happened? You're--
[He didn't even know how to finish that sentence. This was the Mikey that until recently he wanted to murder into teeny tiny bits and pieces, wanted to bash through walls, wanted to grind into paste. .. but this was also the Mikey that had forgiven him.. But did he remember the things they'd spoken about? Was he the same, just... younger looking...?]