[Ax isn't sure whether or not it's worked; humans' reaction to thought-speak has always been inconsistent. But he knows know that it's not too late for Ryuji to remain as he is, the way that it is too late for Aximili.]
<Go.>
[He repeats himself, in case that repetition will drive it through Ryuji's skull. His gaze is back onto the dying soldier, regardless, and he fingers his standard-issue pistol in preparation.
A crude weapon. But the only thing he has, here, without exposing himself. And this man did not ask for this; this boy deserves mercy.]
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<Go.>
[He repeats himself, in case that repetition will drive it through Ryuji's skull. His gaze is back onto the dying soldier, regardless, and he fingers his standard-issue pistol in preparation.
A crude weapon. But the only thing he has, here, without exposing himself. And this man did not ask for this; this boy deserves mercy.]
<I will take care of it.>