"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
[Naoki lets out a barely audible sigh as that hand covers his. He looks up at her.]
I've got to figure this out on my own. [He can understand where her concern would be coming from. She doesn't want to leave him to do this by himself. He's grateful for that.]
...But it helps me keep focused, when you're here.
[A somewhat tired smile creeps over Naoki's face (that onslaught was draining) and he shifts to find her hand with his own. He's just going to... hold onto it firmly.]
[He'd never doubt it for a moment, honestly. She's here for him more than anyone else ever has been before.
There's a soft ah as though he's just remembering something.] I know this guy-- he's got abilities sort of like mine. I hope this isn't bothering him as much.
[IT'S A COMPLETE PAIN. Naoki would say as much.] It's different from mine, 'course [his came with his demon body], and he calls it something else, but he can pick up on their emotions.
He moved a ways back but that's still a little bit beyond what he'd been shooting for, so he has to skirt rather quickly to get further away before it lands. He makes it out of the immediate blast zone, at least! A few flying bits of metal careen past, but he's not clipped by any, miraculously.]
Ew, it looks even worse like this— [THAT DIRTY BROOM.] But I think I see an opening!
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