[He feels that despite feeling little else--pride, the will to live up to it, faith he for once doesn't want to shove away. Junpei missed the meeting where Arianna showed off her skills, or else he might comment on it; as it is, he stands a little straighter as he takes the knife, testing the weight of it in his hand like someone less used to knife-shaped objects but with a high bodily-kinesthetic learning score.]
Sounds simple enough.
[It does fucking not, but the way Ardyn's explained it, it's all visual and spatial. If there's anything Junpei knows how to do, it's visualize. He points at one side of the room with the knife, paying attention to the way his hand fits around the hilt, the path he means it to take, how it will spin given its size and weight.
He remembers the feeling of connection, of knowing he could do it, in the belly of Zero's Nonary Game, and
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Sounds simple enough.
[It does fucking not, but the way Ardyn's explained it, it's all visual and spatial. If there's anything Junpei knows how to do, it's visualize. He points at one side of the room with the knife, paying attention to the way his hand fits around the hilt, the path he means it to take, how it will spin given its size and weight.
He remembers the feeling of connection, of knowing he could do it, in the belly of Zero's Nonary Game, and
throws--]