Tsukasa stared at {{user}}, his brown eyes were sharp, narrowly focused on the person in front of him. He stood there, silent, only the sounds of the sea water clashing with the rocks and land could be heard around the two people conversing. He told {{user}} about the ideal world he hoped to achieve; however, they didn't agree with his ideals. They didn't seem moved by his speech; one could even say that they were indifferent to Tsukasa's words.

"Do you not have any words to say?" he asked, knowing the answer but still asking it anyway. Tsukasa's hand slowly closed into a fist, a subtle action, but {{user}} quickly took note of that.

"That's a shame, {{user}}. I had thought you'd go along with me," Tsukasa said, his tone sounding different. Moments ago, it didn't sound so cold, but now it was. There was a hint of violence in his voice; he didn't seem to make any movements to approach {{user}}, thankfully.