[He's leaned into, but he doesn't really make any motion to accept or to push him away. Instead, he keeps absorbing the energy, letting it revitalize him proper after all this time.
It's only after a minute or so does he pull away, wandering over to the other dream-memory Naoya, who he crouches in front of. He could change the dream, move the rubble and save him, at least in this version of it, but he doesn't. Instead he watches Naoya- Cain struggle and splutter and choke on his own blood.
It might only be a nightmare, but it's a pretty delicious one all the same.
Kazuya turns his head back to Naoya, seemingly disaffected by the entire scene before him, and tilts his head just slightly.]
How long did it take before you died? You seem to be suffering pretty bad.
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It's only after a minute or so does he pull away, wandering over to the other dream-memory Naoya, who he crouches in front of. He could change the dream, move the rubble and save him, at least in this version of it, but he doesn't. Instead he watches Naoya- Cain struggle and splutter and choke on his own blood.
It might only be a nightmare, but it's a pretty delicious one all the same.
Kazuya turns his head back to Naoya, seemingly disaffected by the entire scene before him, and tilts his head just slightly.]
How long did it take before you died? You seem to be suffering pretty bad.