[For a long moment, Takuto is frozen, caught between two very different desires. His body feels like it's on fire, but he can't tell whether he burns more for a fight or just for the demon himself. He wants to fight Aion, oh yes, and deny the kind of responsibility the weapon is trying to give him, but he also wants to press him against the wall and remove every bit of bloodstained armor, piece by piece.

But no... there is something of a battle going on right now.... The fighting won't last forever, but playing with Aion can wait.]

I don't have to do anything. I'll use you how I please--and if you don't like that... [His lips curl in a smile as he strokes his fingertips firmly across Aion's jaw and simultaneously tightens his grip on his sword.] I'll just have to fight you again.