He carefully picks up the tape from the table and tucks it under his arm. Raising a brow at Maruki.
“It’s a nice wish, but unfortunately reality isn’t as kind. I’m used to the cruelty, wishing something didn’t happen won’t fix things, and what I’ve been threw is why I am the person I am today. You can wish it didn’t happen but it did, and I wouldn’t take that away” there’s a lot of things hes done he wished he could take back, but life is never so kind. And going back further, had things been different for his mother… He doubts he’d recognize the person he’d become if things changed.
“If someone doesn’t have the strength to perceiver then shouldn’t they rely on others for support?” He asks, curious of this line of thinking from maruki. “Of course, there will be those who stubbornly insist to go it alone, but having support certainly helps” it took him a little too long to admit that, even a little. He shakes his head, people are different, Futaba couldn’t have escaped her palace alone, Hannei likely couldn’t rebuild a life for herself alone, and Akechi… Well, he’d be a lot more tangled than he is if he was totally alone.
But right, the tapes contents. He takes in a breath and evens his expression. “Right, of course, if you could give me a few details of the memory you saw, I’m sure I’ll piece together what’s on this tape from there. Then I suppose I can elaborate on what I feel comfortable sharing” or maybe justify himself, he doesn’t care much about what this man might think of him, but he’d rather squash any inaccuracies in his head before he gets some reason to pity him, or worse, think of him as a charity case. Ugh, he’s going to get a headache at this rate.
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“It’s a nice wish, but unfortunately reality isn’t as kind. I’m used to the cruelty, wishing something didn’t happen won’t fix things, and what I’ve been threw is why I am the person I am today. You can wish it didn’t happen but it did, and I wouldn’t take that away” there’s a lot of things hes done he wished he could take back, but life is never so kind.
And going back further, had things been different for his mother…
He doubts he’d recognize the person he’d become if things changed.
“If someone doesn’t have the strength to perceiver then shouldn’t they rely on others for support?” He asks, curious of this line of thinking from maruki. “Of course, there will be those who stubbornly insist to go it alone, but having support certainly helps” it took him a little too long to admit that, even a little. He shakes his head, people are different, Futaba couldn’t have escaped her palace alone, Hannei likely couldn’t rebuild a life for herself alone, and Akechi…
Well, he’d be a lot more tangled than he is if he was totally alone.
But right, the tapes contents. He takes in a breath and evens his expression.
“Right, of course, if you could give me a few details of the memory you saw, I’m sure I’ll piece together what’s on this tape from there. Then I suppose I can elaborate on what I feel comfortable sharing” or maybe justify himself, he doesn’t care much about what this man might think of him, but he’d rather squash any inaccuracies in his head before he gets some reason to pity him, or worse, think of him as a charity case.
Ugh, he’s going to get a headache at this rate.