[After emptying his hand of gummy sour dust, he holds it out for Hizen to deposit the bullet into. It makes contact with his skin and he mentally pauses, before curling his palm around it and then working it between his thumb and forefinger.]
[He gazes at it, turns it in the pads of his fingers to look at the warped symbol, before speaking slowly.]
This is not... a normal material.
[Then he was wrong, with his initial thoughts at the Sutoku meeting immediately following the attack. While it could still be human, it wasn't as simple as that. It reminded him of something like an exorcist tool- carrying the signature of something with power. He wasn't sure if it was because of the material it was made from, or because of the craftsman who made it, but he turns it over in his fingers and strains his eye to look at the symbol.]
[It isn't quite clear enough... He frowns to himself.] Did no one obtain a clearer specimen?
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[After emptying his hand of gummy sour dust, he holds it out for Hizen to deposit the bullet into. It makes contact with his skin and he mentally pauses, before curling his palm around it and then working it between his thumb and forefinger.]
[He gazes at it, turns it in the pads of his fingers to look at the warped symbol, before speaking slowly.]
This is not... a normal material.
[Then he was wrong, with his initial thoughts at the Sutoku meeting immediately following the attack. While it could still be human, it wasn't as simple as that. It reminded him of something like an exorcist tool- carrying the signature of something with power. He wasn't sure if it was because of the material it was made from, or because of the craftsman who made it, but he turns it over in his fingers and strains his eye to look at the symbol.]
[It isn't quite clear enough... He frowns to himself.] Did no one obtain a clearer specimen?