[ again, on a much smaller scale, hope can relate. it's what he felt when he came to terms with the fact that he never really wanted to kill snow; he simply wanted someone, something to blame for the loss of his mother. all his anger was gone, but that void never really filled. what he sends back is a signal of understanding.
[Coming from Hope with that signal, Sieghart truly believes that he sees. That understanding fills part of the void in Sieghart's own heart. At this stage in his life, perhaps that's what he needs.
The mention of the hostage draws in another feeling—one that's almost paternal.]
Her name is Mari. She's a kid I've been looking after in my late immortal brothers' stead.
As far as I can tell, all the shadow did was muddle my judgment. It made me think that the things I detest were no longer so despicable. I lost control of my impulses . . . [he gestures to the cell around him] and this is the result of my thoughtless actions.
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I see.
[ again, on a much smaller scale, hope can relate. it's what he felt when he came to terms with the fact that he never really wanted to kill snow; he simply wanted someone, something to blame for the loss of his mother. all his anger was gone, but that void never really filled. what he sends back is a signal of understanding.
a longer pause. ]
Who is your hostage?
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The mention of the hostage draws in another feeling—one that's almost paternal.]
Her name is Mari. She's a kid I've been looking after in my late immortal brothers' stead.
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[ the emotion this time is purposely obfuscated; almost like changing the channel and being met with a channel of static. ]
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. . . I thought I wouldn't, but it looks like I was wrong.
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Was it an assignment, or something you actively chose to do?
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[As uncertain as that sounds, it's his honest answer.]
A shadow took hold of my body, but I was its host.
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[He'll never foist that onto others.]
As far as I can tell, all the shadow did was muddle my judgment. It made me think that the things I detest were no longer so despicable. I lost control of my impulses . . . [he gestures to the cell around him] and this is the result of my thoughtless actions.
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[ ...there's still a sort of silence from hope's end of the connection, but the smallest amount of something resembling pity filters through. ]
And what about your attempt on Mikazuki's life?
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That? . . . That was my thoughtlessly misplaced anger.