week 3; Friday (Hikage)

[discardia]

[ Well, here's a pretty typical sight.

Namely, here's Cardia, sitting somewhere, hands neatly folded in her lap and staring down at them like she absolutely wishes she could take a nap.

This damn week. ]

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[discardia]

Because I like both of you, and I think it would be nice if you liked each other.

[psychedelica]

... I'd like her more if she'd stop getting in trouble.

[ she said she likes him before, but Hikage doesn't believe her; without a doubt, the two of them would be enemies in clearer circumstances, no matter what she says. ]

Since when do you like me, anyway?

[discardia]

"When"...?

[ ... ]

I'm not sure. Maybe since you weren't afraid of me.

[psychedelica]

I'm a pretty bad person, you know. I'm probably the exact opposite of you.

[ although he hesitates to say such things to humans, it's not as hard to say it to a homunculus. he doesn't hold any ill will towards her; he imagines she doesn't even have a soul the way a mortal might, although he can't be sure. ]

[discardia]

... Are you?

[ Well, he's a lot more pragmatic. ]

[psychedelica]

That's right. You were given life, and you get to experience all the joys it has to offer. Meanwhile... I was killed, and made to watch all the suffering it brings. The only difference is that I'm a lot older than you.

[ ... ]

To be honest, I'm jealous of you.

[discardia]

[ ... ]

Don't be. I'm still a cursed existence. I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

... I'm sorry, that you've suffered, and you've had to watch suffering, but please...

Don't say something like that.

[psychedelica]

How can you say that when you've only been around for two years? You barely know what it means to exist yet.

[ it sounds weirdly optimistic, coming from Hikage, but he doesn't intend it as compassion or encouragement; it's simply his usual hard practicality. ]

Even if you're not human, everyone likes you. You'll probably be fine.

[discardia]

... If my poison comes back, I'm not entirely sure that will last. No one's seen it for themselves.

[psychedelica]

I don't think it'll come back unless you ask for it, Cardia.

[discardia]

I... can't imagine a situation where I'd ask for it.

[psychedelica]

So don't.

[ he crosses his arms. it seems like an easy problem to solve, to him - of course, he's never known her with her poison. ]

All you have to do is survive. Then you can live a normal life... Well, I don't know what your life will be like, but I think you can do it.

[ it's ironic, how easily he can say this to her when he can't convince himself of the same ]