She seems afraid of that, so I suspect it's nothing good.
[This talk is. Something. So he's going to use a tiny bit of magic to summon some tea to drink. Anon might notice that his fingers are tightly grasping the cup.]
[He watches the teacup, and Watanuki's gestures. They're easy to notice for someone like him, trained on his opponent's every move and flicker; the awkward and oppressive atmosphere is heavy but he can move through it somewhat easily.]
... We're all stuck in this Game. It's more like I have a million reasons for my questions, especially this week.
[He can also easily spot a crack, and pry it wider to let the steam escape.]
Why wouldn't I be? The only way to really play any kind of game is to understand the rules, and all the participants. Otherwise, all you're doing is going along for the ride or messing around.
[Apparently his general state of being, at least previously, doesn't count as messing around.
His eyes darken briefly at the mention of Syaoran, but he doesn't rise to the bait just yet.]
You're playing better than literally everyone here, following that description. Shadow questioned the rules, but now he's out of the game, so he can't participate anymore.
[He sees the way Anon's expression changes, and he continues to watch him, waiting to see if he makes any kind of move. He had guessed that Syaoran would be a sore spot, but this is Watanuki's room and he will not censor himself.]
For going anywhere near Koide. For not being able to commit to his wish. For giving him a really stupid, half-baked, pointless death. There are a lot of reasons.
[Watanuki frowns a little at Anon pulling away, but it's no matter. Instead, he holds up that hand that had been patting Anon's head, and he snaps his fingers.
Anon will find himself frozen in place, unable to move anything. It's as if his own personal time has 'stopped', but he can still perceive the world around him.]
[He can sit patiently as Watanuki sets his cup down and stands up from his chair.]
Do you remember what I told you about grudges, Anon?
[He makes a 'zip your lips' motion after a moment, but instead of silencing Anon, it frees him to speak. The rest of his body won't be able to move, though.]
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Why do you need her name?
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She dosn't want the power of Dimensions. She wants an identity. And if I can provide that to her, then perhaps the game can end.
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[He means Nirrti's literally everything. Like, he likes her fine but the lady needs a Xanax. Not that he knows what that is.]
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[This talk is. Something. So he's going to use a tiny bit of magic to summon some tea to drink. Anon might notice that his fingers are tightly grasping the cup.]
Is there a reason for your questions?
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... We're all stuck in this Game. It's more like I have a million reasons for my questions, especially this week.
[He can also easily spot a crack, and pry it wider to let the steam escape.]
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You have definitely been the most inquisitive participant. Even Syaoran didn't talk to me as much as you do.
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[Apparently his general state of being, at least previously, doesn't count as messing around.
His eyes darken briefly at the mention of Syaoran, but he doesn't rise to the bait just yet.]
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[He sees the way Anon's expression changes, and he continues to watch him, waiting to see if he makes any kind of move. He had guessed that Syaoran would be a sore spot, but this is Watanuki's room and he will not censor himself.]
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Shadow was acting on the information he had at the time. It wasn't exactly right, but it opened up a new path anyway.
[He just watches Watanuki back; his voice is somehow patient.]
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Was Syaoran that much of a challenge to you?
[A quick, targeted barb, to see how Anon reacts.]
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He wasn't any kind of challenge at all.
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That wasn't because he was a challenge, Watanuki.
It's because he deserved it.
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I see, I see. For hurting someone close to you, yes?
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Of course not! Did you really think I would let a conversation like that happen just to listen to you talk about your part in it?
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I'd say it's not like you to be cryptic, but that would be a total lie.
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Anon will find himself frozen in place, unable to move anything. It's as if his own personal time has 'stopped', but he can still perceive the world around him.]
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Do you remember what I told you about grudges, Anon?
[He makes a 'zip your lips' motion after a moment, but instead of silencing Anon, it frees him to speak. The rest of his body won't be able to move, though.]
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[Did you free him up to be sassy because RIP.]
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