[Totally healthy! Ebalon sees no problems here other than the fact that Mizuki is upset. As always, he finds that his hand naturally navigates its way to Mizuki's hair, twirling strands around his fingers and smoothing them through it from time to time. His poor dear...]
I need you, too, Mizuki. However can I make this up to you? [He asks quietly, though he thinks he might have an answer, and so he adds,] I'll make another effort to avoid doing something reckless like that in the future, and you'll have a say on whatever my next project is as well. No using myself as a test dummy.
[He doesn't know if he can promise not to be stupid and reckless and scientific about things, but at least he can remind himself to not walk face-first into a glowing portal and go "it's fine". If he doesn't come back... well, he wouldn't know, and he's be fine. But Mizuki? Mizuki got to feel Ebalon dying. It must have been a brief flash of panic and fear from his end before silence, and that's to say nothing of their souls...
His free hand reaches up to thumb away at Mizuki's tears.]
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I need you, too, Mizuki. However can I make this up to you? [He asks quietly, though he thinks he might have an answer, and so he adds,] I'll make another effort to avoid doing something reckless like that in the future, and you'll have a say on whatever my next project is as well. No using myself as a test dummy.
[He doesn't know if he can promise not to be stupid and reckless and scientific about things, but at least he can remind himself to not walk face-first into a glowing portal and go "it's fine". If he doesn't come back... well, he wouldn't know, and he's be fine. But Mizuki? Mizuki got to feel Ebalon dying. It must have been a brief flash of panic and fear from his end before silence, and that's to say nothing of their souls...
His free hand reaches up to thumb away at Mizuki's tears.]