[a thoughtful look passes through his expression for a moment before he just hums faintly]
Maybe. But I don't blame anyone... Humans don't often think about their objects that deeply - it's just about how we can serve them, and I don't mind that either.
[but he'll reach out to hold onto her hand, partially because it's touch week and mostly because it's buzen.]
No - there's never been a way to communicate that. And... sometimes, it just feels nice to feel like you're being used instead of forgotten. It's a complicated feeling.
[but he just laughs faintly]
I think I do. It's never for sure, especially given who and what I am.
Even here, I do. I get to be in this body for just a bit longer, and do what I want, with the people I'd like to be with. And if I choose to protect, then it's my own blade in my own two hands.
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Maybe. But I don't blame anyone... Humans don't often think about their objects that deeply - it's just about how we can serve them, and I don't mind that either.
[but he'll reach out to hold onto her hand, partially because it's touch week and mostly because it's buzen.]
But thanks. For caring about me.
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[handholding achieved once more]
You don't have to thank anyone for that, you know.
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[but he just laughs faintly]
I think I do. It's never for sure, especially given who and what I am.
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[biting her lip]
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[ . . . he looks contemplative at that, as if he'd never considered it]
It's all I've ever known until recently, I guess.
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I do.
Even here, I do. I get to be in this body for just a bit longer, and do what I want, with the people I'd like to be with. And if I choose to protect, then it's my own blade in my own two hands.
So I think that's enough.