[he can't help but laugh a little when he reads the text]
it's okay! it's weird, i know. but i promise it doesn't hurt. in order to cleanse away any impurities i just need to, uh, hold your hand and use a magical flame to purify you. the flames can look pretty alarming but they don't hurt. if it sounds intimidating we don't have to do that, though. it's up to you. we could just talk instead and see if you're up for it.
mistress nine? yeah i know about her. just a little, but we sealed her up. i can't say if it's for good, but hopefully she's not a problem here anymore. does this have something to do with her?
a couple months ago i was attacked by her? she tried to get a hold of my heart i guess dirk looked at my soul, said it was corrupted somehow? infected, i think... probably because of her attack, right?
[he knows these things for a fact but refuses to voice it out as facts, makoto..]
i've never heard of malevolence happening that way but i can take a look. if it's been a few months already and nothing has happened then it might be contained
i haven't been feeling myself a lot in part i was putting it down as maybe i'm just scared of the ocean and since we're surrounded by ocean of course i'm going to feel off about things? but it's a constant and it's kind of a lot more than just being afraid of the ocean, since i... can control that a lot more by now
[it'l ltake him a while, but he will eventually make it to the lab. he seems nervous still, despite sorey's previous explaining that everything would be okay.]
[makoto does take a seat, feeling a little out of place, but nonetheless confident that sorey will be able to help him. sorey's incredibly nice; he won't mess up makoto for no reason, and that much he knows.]
Go ahead.
[...this supernatural kind of life is so unusual to him.]
[if sorey were to pry into makoto's soul, he'll notice that it is calm--a tree billowing in the breeze, the rustle of leaves golden and all shades of green, a steady foundation in an otherwise summer afternoon. there are, however, dark, dark spots growing around the tree, pulsing and eating away at the bark--]
[at least, that's what his soul looks like. the intrusion of mistress nine has started to make his soul wither and shrivel up--metaphorically, of course, makoto's feelings strewn about to negatives.]
[the only thing he really needs to do is look and focus; it's a feeling as much as it is a sight, so he picks up on the discrepancies pretty quickly and can't help but make a little frown.]
Well, it's definitely something. I can see why it felt off to you. Purification should help, if you want to try it.
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