He looks on in interest as Tsukasa adjusts the image, taking what had been a palette swap of himself and changing it to--
Oh. ]
... It's like a shadow. [ He leans forwards, and takes the same path his fingers had traced over tattoos and markings, but this time he's brushing over just... nothing, really. Nothingness. ]
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He looks on in interest as Tsukasa adjusts the image, taking what had been a palette swap of himself and changing it to--
Oh. ]
... It's like a shadow. [ He leans forwards, and takes the same path his fingers had traced over tattoos and markings, but this time he's brushing over just... nothing, really. Nothingness. ]