[He instinctively tenses at the appearance of Joker and of his Persona. He draws in an uneasy breath, eying Vishnu, then turning his eyes to the boy.
... maybe before, this wouldn't have been as tall of an order. But now? Every part of his mind... feels like a chain pulling him back. No, don't. Don't.
He blinks at Joker, the conflict apparent in his eyes. He says there's no way he could hurt him... So he closes his eyes, taking a breath, then opens them, steeling himself as he finally draws forward, swinging a fist at the boy's chest—
And feels himself repelled, eyes widening in surprise as the blow comes back and nails him in the chest, the grunt being more one of surprise than anything else— seems like he pulled his punch a bit...]
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... maybe before, this wouldn't have been as tall of an order. But now? Every part of his mind... feels like a chain pulling him back. No, don't. Don't.
He blinks at Joker, the conflict apparent in his eyes. He says there's no way he could hurt him... So he closes his eyes, taking a breath, then opens them, steeling himself as he finally draws forward, swinging a fist at the boy's chest—
And feels himself repelled, eyes widening in surprise as the blow comes back and nails him in the chest, the grunt being more one of surprise than anything else— seems like he pulled his punch a bit...]
... impressive.