In these flames , He is powerless, as everything seems to come colliding down. Logic, common sense. Any friendships he had built up in the last few months.
So , his desperation leads to anger. Red, red anger. He clenches his fist and feels his anger burn in from the inside out. Vibrant, crimson raging flames, a mirror of his surroundings . He will lose himself in this if it means a resolution.
Please stop.
He feels the cool, blue touch. Its small, delicate. It matches those words. Words which weren't said aloud. But words directed at him.
Then he pinpoints the touch as being on his wrist. The flames die down as he turns to discover the source.
sad red eye looks up at him , and she shakes her head once.
No, don't do this.
Again , she didn't say those words. But it's enough to turn him back into a human again. Because she needs protecting.
His clenched fist loosens. Her hand lets go of his wrist. When he feels her delicate hand in his, he grips tightly.
And they run. Run through the chaos and the flames, pushing everyone out of the way.. As they run , he feels only her hand and the flames flaring up slowly inside him again
But those flames , they are different this time though.
He can't lose himself in them now.
Because to do that , it would mean losing her.
Complete , utter randomness based on episode 11.I hope you like it.