[ He gets a weak scowl - it's more of a pout, really - for his efforts. ]
I know. But I want to remember, regardless.
[ Moreso now that Battler's here. They can hope he learns better while still remembering when he didn't, because to pretend otherwise would be a worse betrayal of those selfsame hopes, at least in their eyes. And the alternative is letting Will deal with it alone, which- no? No.
But the point is made, and they concede without much fuss. Would it be petty if they healed their migraine away? Probably. Best to not fall into that trap quite yet. ]
... I think I understand, though. After everything that happened, it... hm. [ How to put it. ] He didn't arrive in time.
[ Intent. What you want matters more then what you did, and Battler - by his standards, by Hers, by anyone's with a shred of empathy in their heart - fell short.
Most people would call that cruel, and from a point of view Lion can see why. But they can also understand what lead to that decision, and... they can't really argue with it, if they're being perfectly honest. Sure, his morals might be estranged from humanity at times, but there's still a consistent internal logic to them that makes sense when you look at the whole of it. Besides, it's not like he has to like him. Just tolerate him enough to not commit murder outside of Fantasy Costco at 3am, for their sake if nothing else. That's all they ever ask.
Which, after a moment of contemplating that comfortable silence, results in them shaking off the gloom like a bad headache. ] Alright, that's it. All depressing topics are hereby banned for the rest of the day.
[ What- actually no, he's not even given a chance to stare at them, because they're already switching it up and attempting to drag him out of the maze. ]
I refuse to let everything we talk about lead back to that one day.
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I know. But I want to remember, regardless.
[ Moreso now that Battler's here. They can hope he learns better while still remembering when he didn't, because to pretend otherwise would be a worse betrayal of those selfsame hopes, at least in their eyes. And the alternative is letting Will deal with it alone, which- no? No.
But the point is made, and they concede without much fuss. Would it be petty if they healed their migraine away? Probably. Best to not fall into that trap quite yet. ]
... I think I understand, though. After everything that happened, it... hm. [ How to put it. ] He didn't arrive in time.
[ Intent. What you want matters more then what you did, and Battler - by his standards, by Hers, by anyone's with a shred of empathy in their heart - fell short.
Most people would call that cruel, and from a point of view Lion can see why. But they can also understand what lead to that decision, and... they can't really argue with it, if they're being perfectly honest. Sure, his morals might be estranged from humanity at times, but there's still a consistent internal logic to them that makes sense when you look at the whole of it. Besides, it's not like he has to like him. Just tolerate him enough to not commit murder outside of Fantasy Costco at 3am, for their sake if nothing else. That's all they ever ask.
Which, after a moment of contemplating that comfortable silence, results in them shaking off the gloom like a bad headache. ] Alright, that's it. All depressing topics are hereby banned for the rest of the day.
[ What- actually no, he's not even given a chance to stare at them, because they're already switching it up and attempting to drag him out of the maze. ]
I refuse to let everything we talk about lead back to that one day.