[ kovacs doesn't notice he isn't alone, not with anyone besides the stitched memories within the construct, and it's without hesitation that he shoots the blast of the gun into that man's body — that man — over and over, as if to make sure he's dead. he's not taking chances, not after hearing him speak again, after seeing him try to touch rei again, even if it'd only been in memory.
he only jolts from his trance when he feels the touch upon his arm, shuddering as he turns his head to find newt there, eyes remaining wide, his body shaking in a way that's almost unusual for a man of his threatening size.
for a moment, he says nothing at all, swallowing as his eyes stare off unfocused. ] He killed her. [ mom. his voice is quiet, still not fully shaken from this dream. ] He would've killed Rei too.
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he only jolts from his trance when he feels the touch upon his arm, shuddering as he turns his head to find newt there, eyes remaining wide, his body shaking in a way that's almost unusual for a man of his threatening size.
for a moment, he says nothing at all, swallowing as his eyes stare off unfocused. ] He killed her. [ mom. his voice is quiet, still not fully shaken from this dream. ] He would've killed Rei too.