[Why indeed? Why had Black Space been so much - a shadow hidden within the light, cast between a hellish nightmare and those forlorn dreams? Maybe it was the space actually meant for Omori, now that Sunny’s imaginations were no longer there to protect them both. Maybe it was Omori’s own Paradise - or hell?]
[Maybe, though, for as much as Sunny could still be scared, Omori… still lacked that. It wasn’t just the fact that he had been made to weather the Dreamer’s fears… it was that disconnect. That nothing could truly hurt him, even if it tried. He wouldn’t succumb.]
[He might have missed the way the other had jumped at the scare, but he didn’t miss the other signs: the way Sunny stepped closer to him, almost begging to be protected, silently. The way the boy’s frame hunched in on himself, as if making himself smaller would avoid the attention of what lay within this place. Omori simply took a step backwards - towards Sunny - so that they were closer, but not touching. Swatting the hanging ghoul with his knife so precisely that it crumpled to the ground.
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Maybe it was the space actually meant for Omori, now that Sunny’s imaginations were no longer there to protect them both. Maybe it was Omori’s own Paradise - or hell?][Maybe, though, for as much as Sunny could still be scared, Omori… still lacked that. It wasn’t just the fact that he had been made to weather the Dreamer’s fears… it was that disconnect. That nothing could truly hurt him, even if it tried. He wouldn’t succumb.]
[He might have missed the way the other had jumped at the scare, but he didn’t miss the other signs: the way Sunny stepped closer to him, almost begging to be protected, silently. The way the boy’s frame hunched in on himself, as if making himself smaller would avoid the attention of what lay within this place. Omori simply took a step backwards - towards Sunny - so that they were closer, but not touching. Swatting the hanging ghoul with his knife so precisely that it crumpled to the ground.
See? Nothing to fear]