just rewatched mizumono and i am being so normal about it you guys have no idea
it’s about the complete and utter pain of stripping away layers of your own self for someone else to see, laying parts of yourself you’ve never showed anyone bleeding at their feet because deep, deep down you’re aching for a connection, to be seen, it’s about the mind-shattering realization that you’ve been betrayed, the burn of it, that leaves you lashing out in any way you can to protect the delicate parts of your being you’ve exposed, the way your heart completely shatters and despising yet loving the forgiveness that’s already taken place in it
also. also the fact that despite the absolutely vile pain will must have felt, both physical and emotional, he still desperately tried to tell hannibal that no, he would’ve never tried to take his life from him. i’m normal about this
