Logically, he knew that. But to hear Phoenix confirm it again, when it's not the heat of the moment or trying to pacify raging Shadows...
A complicated feeling burrows itself into Falcon's chest, a deep, aching longing. He hasn't been to Hell, of course, and- fuck, it's Hell, so it can't be all good, but... but. He allows himself to imagine, for a moment- just saying fuck it, leaving everything he knows behind. Meeting Phoenix' adoptive fathers- the weird Imp and fucking Stolas of the Ars Goetia, one of Hell's princes. Meeting his siblings, all of them scrutenizing him before deciding, hey, if Phoenix likes Falcon, he can't be too bad. To just be accepted for who and what he is, no questions asked. To carve out his own little place, to find people who care- actually care, and not have to deal with any of the bullshit that is his life ever again. Sure, there's problems, Hell is dealing with a war, but fuck, he's made for that.
... Would his form change? Would he become a weird bird thing too, or would he remain a robot? Would it be a strange combination of both, or-
"You know why I can't-" he says, and he sounds far, far more emotional than he intended. If he could be, he might be close to tears- he certainly sounds the part, and he forces himself to get it together before he continues. "I can't just... continue to let Shido do what he wants. I can't just- I need to see him destroyed. Personally."
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Logically, he knew that. But to hear Phoenix confirm it again, when it's not the heat of the moment or trying to pacify raging Shadows...
A complicated feeling burrows itself into Falcon's chest, a deep, aching longing. He hasn't been to Hell, of course, and- fuck, it's Hell, so it can't be all good, but... but. He allows himself to imagine, for a moment- just saying fuck it, leaving everything he knows behind. Meeting Phoenix' adoptive fathers- the weird Imp and fucking Stolas of the Ars Goetia, one of Hell's princes. Meeting his siblings, all of them scrutenizing him before deciding, hey, if Phoenix likes Falcon, he can't be too bad. To just be accepted for who and what he is, no questions asked. To carve out his own little place, to find people who care- actually care, and not have to deal with any of the bullshit that is his life ever again. Sure, there's problems, Hell is dealing with a war, but fuck, he's made for that.
... Would his form change? Would he become a weird bird thing too, or would he remain a robot? Would it be a strange combination of both, or-
"You know why I can't-" he says, and he sounds far, far more emotional than he intended. If he could be, he might be close to tears- he certainly sounds the part, and he forces himself to get it together before he continues. "I can't just... continue to let Shido do what he wants. I can't just- I need to see him destroyed. Personally."