[ What a pity that would have been for both parties—a mastermind who couldn't live up to a fraction of their boasting, and a survivor who didn't deem them worth of a finishing blow. It's a good thing reality is different, probably.
And the reality is that despite the fact that he opted to stubbornly hold onto the blade, and despite the fact that the blow connects true, it doesn't feel at all like connecting with normal flesh and bone. The difference between Ulquiorra and Suzaku however, is that the base was of higher quality from the start— Suzaku was only ever human. So while there's some give there, and while it's not completely like connecting with a solid mass, hitting Rembrandt is clearly and distinctly striking something that isn't human.
But independent of that, in the end the blow does knock him a back, glasses going askew. ]
My, these really are troublesome at points. [ Yet he doesn't sound dazed at all. It's likely a confusing mix of contradictions but one thing is probably clear: Rembrandt is capable of monologueing for both of them, along with taking fanciful useless gestures, like pausing to fold his glasses into coat pocket. ]
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And the reality is that despite the fact that he opted to stubbornly hold onto the blade, and despite the fact that the blow connects true, it doesn't feel at all like connecting with normal flesh and bone. The difference between Ulquiorra and Suzaku however, is that the base was of higher quality from the start— Suzaku was only ever human. So while there's some give there, and while it's not completely like connecting with a solid mass, hitting Rembrandt is clearly and distinctly striking something that isn't human.
But independent of that, in the end the blow does knock him a back, glasses going askew. ]
My, these really are troublesome at points. [ Yet he doesn't sound dazed at all. It's likely a confusing mix of contradictions but one thing is probably clear: Rembrandt is capable of monologueing for both of them, along with taking fanciful useless gestures, like pausing to fold his glasses into coat pocket. ]