Yamada stared around at the group of people, seething at their blatant disrespect. She was, in fact, helping them now. He stood back and observed, happy that Mizushima had said something about it.
Dopplegangers, A.M.P.s, Personas. Had he heard any of this just a month ago he would have thought the speaker was out of their damn mind. He eyed the headpieces, slightly uncertain about it. He needed to figure out this benefactor. His brows furrowed in consideration and was also wondering along the same lines as Mizushima. He finally spoke up.
"How did the two of you get dragged into it? What is the common factor between Persona users? Is there one?" He felt tons of questions bubbling up to the surface of his mind, fighting to be asked.
He liked Kurado. He could understand what he'd seen of his position, the pressure he was under and the predicament he'd been put in, in part by them. His embarrassment at having had to ask for assistance was just as familiar and he felt a distinct stab of guilt at Seiya bringing up their running away. If there was anything he regretted most right now, it was not having stayed to fight that fight. Having given up because his team told him it was a bad idea. He knew well enough to trust his own instincts and intended to go with them from now on.
