[ the scene that unfolds in front of him is surreal: after a swift maneuver from hijikata, there's the sound of a decapitated head toppling onto the floor, with black ink spraying everywhere — on the floorboards, on his white jacket, on every surface nearby.
while the bot (and therefore, the head) does look like hijikata, he has to remind himself that the actual hijikata is just fine and also right in front of him, so he tears his gaze away from the head and looks back up at him.
if he says that it's over, then... he'll relax just a little, since a little is all that he can manage, for now. ]
Can you — [ from his sitting position on the ground, he holds one hand up, extending it towards hijikata. obviously, he wants more than just his hand held; he wants his entire self held, but asking for that is awkward and embarrassing and it hurts to lift both arms, so he's kind of hoping hijikata can figure it out.
plus, even tsurumaru can tell that hijikata looks as if a simple breeze could knock him over, so he might as well not keep him standing for much longer. ]
ugh so am i this was a Ride
while the bot (and therefore, the head) does look like hijikata, he has to remind himself that the actual hijikata is just fine and also right in front of him, so he tears his gaze away from the head and looks back up at him.
if he says that it's over, then... he'll relax just a little, since a little is all that he can manage, for now. ]
Can you — [ from his sitting position on the ground, he holds one hand up, extending it towards hijikata. obviously, he wants more than just his hand held; he wants his entire self held, but asking for that is awkward and embarrassing and it hurts to lift both arms, so he's kind of hoping hijikata can figure it out.
plus, even tsurumaru can tell that hijikata looks as if a simple breeze could knock him over, so he might as well not keep him standing for much longer. ]
— come here?