Dreams Become Nightmares (Tatsuya/Calypso Private Dream)

His eyes blinked as he didn't know how she could be here in this place. The feeling a of a hand swiftly guiding across his cheek made him awake. But only to the remainder of the ruin, he'd wrought. His eyes remained still on her as Tatsuya seemed just beaten at this point. There wasn't much left for him to do when it comes to arguing. He knew it was a fact when it came down to the matters of it. He couldn't deny creation was used for destruction. Instead of using it he was able to slowly he brought his hand outwards. From his shadow, a figure began to emerge it's skin black and cracked. Something about it radiated violence as Tatsuya's eyes looked at Hachiman. The creature's veins were lava and its body seemed cracked everywhere as it glanced at the situation. Whistling a bit at the handy work it helped accomplish. It held a different personality from Tatsuya and was part of the reason so much had happened. Hachiman's expression turned into a small grin as though admiring the handy work. "So, I must say this is an interesting scene you brought me to, boss." Something was clearly different from his zanpakuto with this figure. Though he guessed she knew that as he remained silent as the figure noticed the girl. "Who's this chick, she doesn't look like granny Amateratsu to me. Oh, expecting some apology, are we?" Tatsuya decided the ball was in her court for now. He couldn't really train Hachiman in the open. This realm was an exception obviously due to him being asleep. But training in your dreams didn't help in reality. He didn't touch his cheek in shock or change his nature. He merely accepted what she had to say. This wasn't going to be like the beach where they laughed and had fun. Tatsuya's whole persona seemed simply silenced and tame. Nothing remained of his previous endeavors. Only this sad acceptance of his wrongdoings though that hollow knew well enough. It wasn't like he anticipated the creature to behave itself around Calypso or anyone.

He'd only just fell asleep now for the first time and was only able to dream of this place. "Hachiman, let her speak." He said softly causing the hollow to go somewhat silent. It didn't look ashamed or sorry even about something. No fear or anything like that seemed to emerge from it. Only a shrug as it glanced at her now. Wondering what this girl wanted from it more than anything. It had been roused from its slumber by Tatsuya. Now it was her turn to speak and open dialogue with the destroyer of that city. Tatsuya didn't deny his part in it nor did he have words. Saying sorry at this point just wasn't enough for it. He did something bad and punishment would be needed for him. He knew a Court hearing loomed in the future. Though he knew not the point of such a proceeding. In his homeland death was the answer with body parts being hung to make an example. That was the example of his homelands time period in this way. Tatsuya's vision didn't shift or change as it remained on the city burning.

His zanpakuto spirit remained rather away from it all truthfully. She didn't want to get herself involved in all of it. Tatsuya had considered suicide but that would not bring them back. It would not heal the wounds he had caused. No matter the guilt or sadness he would carry on his heart. Tatsuya would not forget this moment where it fell apart. Kagami and Sachiko held such high hopes and put faith in him. Yet this was where he lead those dreams into the ashes. He truly was destruction it seemed and perhaps that was his calling. In the end, perhaps obliteration was his duty and purpose. But if that was the case why did it happen like that? Why did he try to come here and leave behind that role? He was a destroyer in his homeland a figure who fought countless battles. He could argue their policies were still new to him. But nothing would excuse his actions nor should they be. Tatsuya could blame Hachiman as a figure. But this was, of course, its way of manifesting itself. Making an opening.