[ Ryoji startles, rattling the chain links in pulling away, turning, slamming his back into the fence as he faces the voice as if he can't decide which way to run.
There's a dissonance with what he thinks he should have felt upon seeing Lucy: relief? fear? uncertainty? because they didn't exactly part on good terms. Or... interact on good terms in general. It would be much easier to provoke Lucy into killing him than the lion. ]
...Nothing.
[ It's an answer laden with guilt, but it's also sort of the truth. If she'd been staring at him for the past ten minutes, he also stood there, forehead leaned against the fence and staring, waiting, doing nothing. ]
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There's a dissonance with what he thinks he should have felt upon seeing Lucy: relief? fear? uncertainty? because they didn't exactly part on good terms. Or... interact on good terms in general. It would be much easier to provoke Lucy into killing him than the lion. ]
...Nothing.
[ It's an answer laden with guilt, but it's also sort of the truth. If she'd been staring at him for the past ten minutes, he also stood there, forehead leaned against the fence and staring, waiting, doing nothing. ]