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Frustrated, Es grabs him by the shoulders of his cape, pulling him to face them.
Shidou freezes up.
"Shidou, listen to me. You can't die now. You have to live, and I will judge you fairly to the best of my ability. Do you hear me?"
They shake him slightly. He doesn't respond.
(A hand grabbing his collar, a boot on his knee)
"I've told you before. Your existence itself is a sacrilege to Milgram. Your lack of attachment to life. All of it."
(A crack in his knees. A crack in his skull. The pain that was all he could feel)
"If you face those you've killed with a life you'd so willingly throw away… you're not giving them anything at all."
(It hurt. It all hurt. He was going to die)
(But that was a good thing, wasn't it? He shouldn't be scared. He shouldn't.)
"…Shidou?"
His breathing had become shaky, and there was a look in his eyes that they never thought they'd see on him.
Fear.
This was my favorite scene, so I had to draw it to help me get through creative block.