It's a realization that Reimi would have loved to witness for herself, but unfortunately it remains a private moment between Kit and his mother. The tracer eyes have arrived in droves this time, likely attracted by the high amount of emotional activity that their sojourn into the subconscious has stirred up. She's kept completely preoccupied throughout her companion's reverie, moving in tandem with Orias in a way that could almost be described as elegant.
Whether supernatural in origin or not, all explosions were beholden to some rules. The eyes are no different - when detonated, they take others with them. She's been using this to her advantage, ordering her persona to corral them as best she can into close proximity with each other before lobbing a grenade of her own into the mass. There's something satisfying about triggering such a fiery chain reaction, and for a brief moment she can understand how an ability like this could hide in a person's heart.
Even with her expanded awareness and many pairs of helping hands, there are simply too many beasts for her to control effectively at all times. Reimi hasn't mentioned this to the other boy, but she isn't technically meant to be engaging this deeply in combat - her desire to protect Kit has caused her to break outside of her role. While she doesn't regret that, it means that she's equipped with fewer tools to utilize in a circumstance like this.
Those limitations are the reason one of the eyes manage to get a bit closer to her for comfort. Another grenade materializes in her hand as she looks up at the rapidly approaching monster; she'll take a little damage tossing a bomb at this range, but it was worth it in order to keep Kit out of harm's way. Nothing a healing spell couldn't patch up once things were a bit calmer.
At that very moment a rose appears from seemingly nowhere, downing the eye before it ever has a chance to come close enough to trigger her plan. In surprise she turns to find the cause of such an unorthodox weapon - only for her face to break into a warm smile when she hears her companion's words.
"Took you a while to believe me, huh?" Reimi laughs, her tone almost proud of his progress. "I don't tell lies about things like that."
no it means freeing reimi of her attachment so she can go on ghost dates with okuyasu
Whether supernatural in origin or not, all explosions were beholden to some rules. The eyes are no different - when detonated, they take others with them. She's been using this to her advantage, ordering her persona to corral them as best she can into close proximity with each other before lobbing a grenade of her own into the mass. There's something satisfying about triggering such a fiery chain reaction, and for a brief moment she can understand how an ability like this could hide in a person's heart.
Even with her expanded awareness and many pairs of helping hands, there are simply too many beasts for her to control effectively at all times. Reimi hasn't mentioned this to the other boy, but she isn't technically meant to be engaging this deeply in combat - her desire to protect Kit has caused her to break outside of her role. While she doesn't regret that, it means that she's equipped with fewer tools to utilize in a circumstance like this.
Those limitations are the reason one of the eyes manage to get a bit closer to her for comfort. Another grenade materializes in her hand as she looks up at the rapidly approaching monster; she'll take a little damage tossing a bomb at this range, but it was worth it in order to keep Kit out of harm's way. Nothing a healing spell couldn't patch up once things were a bit calmer.
At that very moment a rose appears from seemingly nowhere, downing the eye before it ever has a chance to come close enough to trigger her plan. In surprise she turns to find the cause of such an unorthodox weapon - only for her face to break into a warm smile when she hears her companion's words.
"Took you a while to believe me, huh?" Reimi laughs, her tone almost proud of his progress. "I don't tell lies about things like that."