Saitou doesn't make a sound in turn but judging from the expression on his face if she were looking, it's clear he's just been shell-shocked from not only the woman's body and the state of it but the fact that she does look like her and even with Chizuru in his arms he feels his blood run cold, his chest tightening slightly. He slowly brings up one hand, in the process moving to hold her closer as well as press his fingers to the back of her head and encourage her to not lift her head even once the initial fear wears off from the unexpected encounter.
That blood is fresh but like Chizuru, he feels this to be impossible because he doesn't... really understand what he is dealing with here. Even if he could stand to convince himself it's not her hanging from the ceiling and being hung out to bleed her dry, it doesn't mean he can be certain the physical situation is any less real.
And, even if it isn't, Belin had often spoken of things that weren't real still being able to do exactly the same as something that is. Danger is exactly that.
But, then of course, he's turned to look across from them and unintentionally his hold on Chizuru tightens as he feels he knows exactly what he's going to see from the man holding the bloody sword. Saitou approaches, cautious but once he's made it close enough to turned to see the man's face, it still brings forth an anxiety that he doesn't want to face. But, he has to force himself to look, to really try and think of this logically rather than emotionally ( but why why this sort of situation, why is she up there and he's done— )
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Saitou doesn't make a sound in turn but judging from the expression on his face if she were looking, it's clear he's just been shell-shocked from not only the woman's body and the state of it but the fact that she does look like her and even with Chizuru in his arms he feels his blood run cold, his chest tightening slightly. He slowly brings up one hand, in the process moving to hold her closer as well as press his fingers to the back of her head and encourage her to not lift her head even once the initial fear wears off from the unexpected encounter.
That blood is fresh but like Chizuru, he feels this to be impossible because he doesn't... really understand what he is dealing with here. Even if he could stand to convince himself it's not her hanging from the ceiling and being hung out to bleed her dry, it doesn't mean he can be certain the physical situation is any less real.
And, even if it isn't, Belin had often spoken of things that weren't real still being able to do exactly the same as something that is. Danger is exactly that.
But, then of course, he's turned to look across from them and unintentionally his hold on Chizuru tightens as he feels he knows exactly what he's going to see from the man holding the bloody sword. Saitou approaches, cautious but once he's made it close enough to turned to see the man's face, it still brings forth an anxiety that he doesn't want to face. But, he has to force himself to look, to really try and think of this logically rather than emotionally ( but why why this sort of situation, why is she up there and he's done— )