[ It's the look on her face that finally gets him to think past his kneejerk reaction. They can't feel each other's feelings anymore, but at the trial, she felt guilty. And she sure as hell looks like it right now.
She definitely understands the gravity of what she did. She doesn't need Vezda screaming things she already knows at her.
And, well, to be honest--he hates making people flinch outside of combat like that. He hates the reminder that he's (rightfully) seen as some kind of violent machine that could cut loose at any second.
He swallows around the tennis ball in his throat and slumps onto a couch across the room, leaning forward with his head in his hands as he just. Forces himself to breathe. ]
[She just offers a weak smile, not reaching her eyes. It's fine dude she deserves it.
She still can't talk, and even for as hardy a girl as she is in character, his outburst still has rattled her a tiny bit. But she'll still force her way to her feet, slowly crossing to him and crouching down next to him, staying on the floor.
You feel bad about it. I know you do, because I felt it at the trial. You already know what you did was wrong, so you're not gonna do it again. Me blowing up at you wouldn't change anything but make it even worse.
[ He falls silent, looking at the hands dangling from his lap, deep in thought...before he makes a decision. He sighs. ]
I spent...a very long time being brainwashed myself. Alright? I'd just...get my brain scrambled until I didn't even know I was doing something I wouldn't want to do. Over and over, for decades.
The people who did that to me? They never learned. They never saw anything wrong with it. And they'd do it again--hell, I know they have. I'm angry at them, and people like them, and everything I do now is about stopping them by any means necessary. Because they deserve it, and if I don't, they'll just keep doing it.
But you? You made a mistake, but you learned from it. If I chewed you out for that, I'd be nothing but a hypocrite.
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She definitely understands the gravity of what she did. She doesn't need Vezda screaming things she already knows at her.
And, well, to be honest--he hates making people flinch outside of combat like that. He hates the reminder that he's (rightfully) seen as some kind of violent machine that could cut loose at any second.
He swallows around the tennis ball in his throat and slumps onto a couch across the room, leaning forward with his head in his hands as he just. Forces himself to breathe. ]
...I'm not gonna lay into you.
...At least, not any more than I already have.
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She still can't talk, and even for as hardy a girl as she is in character, his outburst still has rattled her a tiny bit. But she'll still force her way to her feet, slowly crossing to him and crouching down next to him, staying on the floor.
It's okay, she mouths.]
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What, you want me to get mad at you? You want me to tell you you're a horrible person?
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is it what you think i deserve to hear
because if thats the case i think you deserve a chance to speak
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Then listen up.
You feel bad about it. I know you do, because I felt it at the trial. You already know what you did was wrong, so you're not gonna do it again. Me blowing up at you wouldn't change anything but make it even worse.
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I spent...a very long time being brainwashed myself. Alright? I'd just...get my brain scrambled until I didn't even know I was doing something I wouldn't want to do. Over and over, for decades.
The people who did that to me? They never learned. They never saw anything wrong with it. And they'd do it again--hell, I know they have. I'm angry at them, and people like them, and everything I do now is about stopping them by any means necessary. Because they deserve it, and if I don't, they'll just keep doing it.
But you? You made a mistake, but you learned from it. If I chewed you out for that, I'd be nothing but a hypocrite.