[ A cold, hard look came to Adachi’s face as she spoke, and he was silent for a long moment when she finished. A grin spread across his face then, open and friendly, but it didn’t match the look in his eyes or the frigid tone in his voice when he spoke. ]

A small mistake, hunh? A blessing that it ended quickly?

[ A dark chuckle escaped from Adachi’s throat. ]

I watched my friend kick around the dog that he bred because he was so out of his goddamn mind that he couldn’t even remember her. I had to stand there as my body twisted itself into something else, as everything felt cold as I was trapped in an Empty form of living. You know what it’s like to be a plant, lady? Especially when part of your soul is still aware like a human would be? It’s hell; it’s pure hell. You can’t move, you can’t speak, you can barely fucking feel anything. I wanted to scream the entire day I was stuck like that, and only part of me could.

[ And oh, did he remember Izanagi-no-Yomi screaming. His Persona barely talked, wasn’t anywhere near as chatty as Akira’s Arsene, but gods he would never forget the horrified, pained screaming that he could still feel in his soul. ]

You don’t get to call any of that ‘small’ or a ‘blessing’.