[As small and terrified as he feels, as certain as he is there's not an ounce of real bravery in him, Tetsuo does keep moving. Once he's got a task, he latches onto it, stare hardening as he looks at the bag, then outside.
Whether or not he can do this doesn't matter. It's what's going to happen now. There's no other course of action that he can take, now that his hand's clasped tightly around the bag. He has to finish what was started.
Taking slow, careful steps, as if carrying something so volatile it could destroy all of them at any second if he drops it, Tetsuo makes his hesitant way forward towards the door, following Bull. Every rustle the bag makes sets his hair on end, sometimes literally rustling in an unseen breeze of anxiety from his powers.
But he's come a ways from the uncontrolled whirlwind that descended on Nonah 05's steps months ago now. It doesn't go farther than that, even with fear in his eyes, hounding after every step he takes. It's when they reach the pit that he hesitates for a moment, uncertain.
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Whether or not he can do this doesn't matter. It's what's going to happen now. There's no other course of action that he can take, now that his hand's clasped tightly around the bag. He has to finish what was started.
Taking slow, careful steps, as if carrying something so volatile it could destroy all of them at any second if he drops it, Tetsuo makes his hesitant way forward towards the door, following Bull. Every rustle the bag makes sets his hair on end, sometimes literally rustling in an unseen breeze of anxiety from his powers.
But he's come a ways from the uncontrolled whirlwind that descended on Nonah 05's steps months ago now. It doesn't go farther than that, even with fear in his eyes, hounding after every step he takes. It's when they reach the pit that he hesitates for a moment, uncertain.
It could do anything. It's magic.]