He's not going to control me. That's not what this is about.
[Ken's hand rests in Kaneda's, the entire palm slipping between his fingers. It's so small and thin and fragile, but the callouses are tough, and the slight bend of his fingers tell stories about the damage they've been dealt and have dealt in the past. He curls those fingers around Kaneda's gently.]
What he's doing is essentially taking a swipe at my feet. He's going to be launching surprise attacks and I have to create a defense against it to keep people like him from getting inside. That way, even guys like Crane won't be able to get to me like he did last August in De Chima.
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[Ken's hand rests in Kaneda's, the entire palm slipping between his fingers. It's so small and thin and fragile, but the callouses are tough, and the slight bend of his fingers tell stories about the damage they've been dealt and have dealt in the past. He curls those fingers around Kaneda's gently.]
What he's doing is essentially taking a swipe at my feet. He's going to be launching surprise attacks and I have to create a defense against it to keep people like him from getting inside. That way, even guys like Crane won't be able to get to me like he did last August in De Chima.