[It's said that curiosity killed the cat, and Reisi's seemingly unquenchable thirst for knowledge and understanding is potentially deadly to an enormous extreme. But that's only to be expected when someone who had such absolute control is reduced to his current position. Information, knowledge, and understanding are power, and Reisi likely feels the need to make up for what he lacks in control.
In that sense, Tatara's probably right—Kurosaki won't be able to restrain Reisi for long. Though that's probably why Reisi's leash has quite a bit of slack. The god has no idea what brought the Blue Sword to its devastated state in his vision. However, he does know that he doesn't want a repeat. Giving Reisi some room to operate on his own appears to mitigate this but does so at the risk of Reisi's fall. It's likely the closest thing they'll get to a somewhat 'happy' medium.
Even as Reisi focuses on the task at hand, he sees Tatara's smile from the corner of his eye. Feeling its gentle warmth and bright anticipation teases the faintest of soft and peaceful smiles on Reisi's lips.
...What is it about this that makes it feel so nice?
Meanwhile, Reisi whisks the tea without really moving his arm, the movement of his wrist quick, light, and rhythmic. The green tea in the bowl takes on an even foam. He's quiet for a couple moments after the question as he reminisces before his expression shifts to his usual polite smile.]
Overall, it went rather well... [A slight irritation sweeps over his features as he continues.] Although I was in a bit of an altercation with one of my runway partners.
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Date: 2017-10-26 10:19 pm (UTC)In that sense, Tatara's probably right—Kurosaki won't be able to restrain Reisi for long. Though that's probably why Reisi's leash has quite a bit of slack. The god has no idea what brought the Blue Sword to its devastated state in his vision. However, he does know that he doesn't want a repeat. Giving Reisi some room to operate on his own appears to mitigate this but does so at the risk of Reisi's fall. It's likely the closest thing they'll get to a somewhat 'happy' medium.
Even as Reisi focuses on the task at hand, he sees Tatara's smile from the corner of his eye. Feeling its gentle warmth and bright anticipation teases the faintest of soft and peaceful smiles on Reisi's lips.
...What is it about this that makes it feel so nice?
Meanwhile, Reisi whisks the tea without really moving his arm, the movement of his wrist quick, light, and rhythmic. The green tea in the bowl takes on an even foam. He's quiet for a couple moments after the question as he reminisces before his expression shifts to his usual polite smile.]
Overall, it went rather well... [A slight irritation sweeps over his features as he continues.] Although I was in a bit of an altercation with one of my runway partners.