It’s getting really, really hard to disconnect this situation from that strange dream-void world he’d been plunged into a while back, when he’d found Add in a room full of his own corpses.
The fact that Add’s mindscape would be a chaotic mess doesn’t surprise him, but sometimes it feels like the deeper he goes…
“Don’t you dare test me!” he snaps, not at all caring that they might attract the attention of those distant creatures. At least, not for the moment. Because right now, Add’s self-inflicted misery downright infuriates him, well beyond their interrupted schedule.
“As the supreme butler of the Far Shore”—a title he just totally made up on the spot—“I will clean up your infernal messes and I will ensure that you become a god worthy of your position!”
Vainly, he kicks at the air, trying to move them away from the direction of the monsters as he reaches into his vest with the hand not currently keeping Add in place. If he needs to fight, then he’ll need to be prepared, and make sure that Add’s safe and sound until they can find somebody here who knows what they’re doing. But instead they seem to spin backward, and something slips out of Jakob’s coat then.
It’s a little bag full of butter cookies, each one shaped and exquisitely frosted to look like cats. He’d taken to carrying them around recently to provide Add with refreshments during community service, as well as to offer them to Roxas from time to time.
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The fact that Add’s mindscape would be a chaotic mess doesn’t surprise him, but sometimes it feels like the deeper he goes…
“Don’t you dare test me!” he snaps, not at all caring that they might attract the attention of those distant creatures. At least, not for the moment. Because right now, Add’s self-inflicted misery downright infuriates him, well beyond their interrupted schedule.
“As the supreme butler of the Far Shore”—a title he just totally made up on the spot—“I will clean up your infernal messes and I will ensure that you become a god worthy of your position!”
Vainly, he kicks at the air, trying to move them away from the direction of the monsters as he reaches into his vest with the hand not currently keeping Add in place. If he needs to fight, then he’ll need to be prepared, and make sure that Add’s safe and sound until they can find somebody here who knows what they’re doing. But instead they seem to spin backward, and something slips out of Jakob’s coat then.
It’s a little bag full of butter cookies, each one shaped and exquisitely frosted to look like cats. He’d taken to carrying them around recently to provide Add with refreshments during community service, as well as to offer them to Roxas from time to time.