I've never been to America, but I've heard it's a real different country from Japan. Everyone there raises eagles and wears stripes, or something.
[He seems vaguely interested in stripe solidarity?? Where is he getting his information.
Emi gets a quick glance when she asks her question before he sinks into silence again for a little while -- there's something hesitant in it, though less than when he was stumbling through everything earlier. A little talking works wonders on roadblocks like that.
Finally:]
... I used to think that. That I had to destroy everything and everyone before I could find a real path for myself. I decided not to, because apparently there are infinite worlds, and that would be too much of a pain.
[It's not quite sincere, the rationale, but it's not quite not sincere, either. There's just more here, somewhere beneath the surface. A small sigh.]
But I still kind of want my own Fragment or something. Where I could only deal with the people that are worth dealing with.
[ ...She's. Not going to correct his America misconceptions at the moment.
"Destroying everything" is somehow still a little darker than she would have expected from someone who always seems to find so many things to take interest in, but after today, it's not entirely shocking either. She doesn't agree with it -- she might be willing to tear down all of humanity, but she wouldn't put herself above all of her own people -- but it's not incomprehensible. ]
That does seem like it would be a lot of effort. You might have ended up destroying a few good things you weren't aware of, too.
[ Given whose room they're in, the implication there is probably pretty clear. ]
Having a place to escape to when you wanted to would be nice, though...
Do you have any idea what kind of path you might want to find now?
... I didn't think they were real. The good things.
[That's very nearly a whisper, halfway to himself.
It's as faint as the words, but there's confusion there, and a little awe, and something a little lonely, too. He scrubs a hand across his face and turns to face the wall instead.]
That's as far as I got, though. Finding a Fragment and living there for a while... I don't want to go back to the Foundation, and I don't want to go home, so...
[...]
It's a lot harder to build things than it is to destroy them, huh?
[He shifts briefly, because he heard that tone -- it crinkles the jacket he's wearing in one big rustle and then he settles again, turned halfway. One bright red eye glances at her for a moment.]
I don't know yet.
[He says that, but judging by earlier... he's already made that decision for himself.
Maybe he just doesn't want to acknowledge it twice in the same conversation. He's dumb like that.]
I still wouldn't mind seeing your place, I think. If most of the ones on your side are like you.
Well, they don't have to be exactly like you. Just a little bit is enough.
[The important parts, he means.
He looks back over at the wall at being called a friend, but at least he doesn't try to contest it. Maybe he's just sort of. Absorbing it. People have called him that here a few times now.
Also, he'd totally want fisticuffs with Godzilla so maybe that's for the best.]
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[ (Fuck America tbh.)
There was still a lot of fighting, but she hopes they did get to enjoy it together at least a little, in the short time they had there together. ]
It's nice that way, if you can be yourself without having to worry.
[ She's watching him in turn, still with a gentle expression in spite of everything. ]
Do you mean nobody else at all, though?
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[He seems vaguely interested in stripe solidarity?? Where is he getting his information.
Emi gets a quick glance when she asks her question before he sinks into silence again for a little while -- there's something hesitant in it, though less than when he was stumbling through everything earlier. A little talking works wonders on roadblocks like that.
Finally:]
... I used to think that. That I had to destroy everything and everyone before I could find a real path for myself. I decided not to, because apparently there are infinite worlds, and that would be too much of a pain.
[It's not quite sincere, the rationale, but it's not quite not sincere, either. There's just more here, somewhere beneath the surface. A small sigh.]
But I still kind of want my own Fragment or something. Where I could only deal with the people that are worth dealing with.
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"Destroying everything" is somehow still a little darker than she would have expected from someone who always seems to find so many things to take interest in, but after today, it's not entirely shocking either. She doesn't agree with it -- she might be willing to tear down all of humanity, but she wouldn't put herself above all of her own people -- but it's not incomprehensible. ]
That does seem like it would be a lot of effort. You might have ended up destroying a few good things you weren't aware of, too.
[ Given whose room they're in, the implication there is probably pretty clear. ]
Having a place to escape to when you wanted to would be nice, though...
Do you have any idea what kind of path you might want to find now?
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[That's very nearly a whisper, halfway to himself.
It's as faint as the words, but there's confusion there, and a little awe, and something a little lonely, too. He scrubs a hand across his face and turns to face the wall instead.]
That's as far as I got, though. Finding a Fragment and living there for a while... I don't want to go back to the Foundation, and I don't want to go home, so...
[...]
It's a lot harder to build things than it is to destroy them, huh?
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[ There's a tinge of sadness in those words, too, though. ]
I'd invite you to come see my world if you wanted, but...
[ It's already been established that it was not great. ]
Well. Maybe it will turn out better next time.
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I don't know yet.
[He says that, but judging by earlier... he's already made that decision for himself.
Maybe he just doesn't want to acknowledge it twice in the same conversation. He's dumb like that.]
I still wouldn't mind seeing your place, I think. If most of the ones on your side are like you.
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I can't say they're all much like me... Youkai are very diverse. I'm sure they'd happily accept anyone I called a friend, though.
[ Not necessarily the beasts, but you can only ask so much from Godzilla. ]
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[The important parts, he means.
He looks back over at the wall at being called a friend, but at least he doesn't try to contest it. Maybe he's just sort of. Absorbing it. People have called him that here a few times now.
Also, he'd totally want fisticuffs with Godzilla so maybe that's for the best.]