[ Is … is that reassuring enough to be a relief? Korone isn't sure, honestly. She'd worry about anyone getting caught up in her bullshit, and yes, that includes powerhouses like Macaque and Red Son. ]
Well … [ She breathes a soft sigh and smiles, wry. ] If you're really sure you were okay, I'll take your word for it. And if … um, you have questions about anything, let me know and I'll try to explain. [ She will also try very hard to be Normal about it. ] Hearts can be super weird.
[ For now, though, she falls quiet to listen, all while she works steadily away at the puzzle cube. … Steadily except for a few little pauses here and there. I like seeing people smile, I don't like killing anything or hunting people, I wanna protect everyone. ]
Mm. That sounds familiar. [ Korone stretches her legs out, dragging lines into the sand with her heels. In the back of her mind, she hears the Soldier's voice: Sometimes that can be seen as stupid, but it's something we think of as admirable. ]
… "I fight because I believe in trying to make a difference."
Because I wanna help and protect people; to be there when they need someone; to see them smile. Because the idea of staying behind when I know there's something I can do to help makes me feel sick. … And because I want to live.
It took a long time to decide I wanted to learn. The idea of … hm, consciously choosing to do harm, to hurt and maybe kill? It felt like too much. [ She chuckles quietly, shaking her head. ] But even as we sat on the fence, clinging to pacifism and telling ourselves we couldn't and shouldn't and all sorts of things … we couldn't keep ourselves out of it. We were a real trouble-magnet whether we meant to be or not.
Eventually, we realised we had to make a choice.
[ She pauses there, starting to reach for her hammerspace hip bag. ... Pauses again, bleps her tongue in Concentration, and teleports a fridge-cold variety pack of ramune onto the log between them. Emotional conversations on the beach call for cutesy sodas! ]
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Well … [ She breathes a soft sigh and smiles, wry. ] If you're really sure you were okay, I'll take your word for it. And if … um, you have questions about anything, let me know and I'll try to explain. [ She will also try very hard to be Normal about it. ] Hearts can be super weird.
[ For now, though, she falls quiet to listen, all while she works steadily away at the puzzle cube. … Steadily except for a few little pauses here and there. I like seeing people smile, I don't like killing anything or hunting people, I wanna protect everyone. ]
Mm. That sounds familiar. [ Korone stretches her legs out, dragging lines into the sand with her heels. In the back of her mind, she hears the Soldier's voice: Sometimes that can be seen as stupid, but it's something we think of as admirable. ]
… "I fight because I believe in trying to make a difference."
Because I wanna help and protect people; to be there when they need someone; to see them smile. Because the idea of staying behind when I know there's something I can do to help makes me feel sick. … And because I want to live.
It took a long time to decide I wanted to learn. The idea of … hm, consciously choosing to do harm, to hurt and maybe kill? It felt like too much. [ She chuckles quietly, shaking her head. ] But even as we sat on the fence, clinging to pacifism and telling ourselves we couldn't and shouldn't and all sorts of things … we couldn't keep ourselves out of it. We were a real trouble-magnet whether we meant to be or not.
Eventually, we realised we had to make a choice.
[ She pauses there, starting to reach for her hammerspace hip bag. ... Pauses again, bleps her tongue in Concentration, and teleports a fridge-cold variety pack of ramune onto the log between them. Emotional conversations on the beach call for cutesy sodas! ]