Well, we both take care of the dead in different ways, don't we?
[The slight shift in tone doesn't escape his notice, either. Undertaker purses his lips a bit from his end of the conversation, faint brows raising beneath his hair.]
[Kid's expression darkens, and he glances away from the tablet. His tone has not lightened in the slightest.] Good and evil must maintain an equilibrium--I understand this. Too much of one or the other and there is no balance, still...
[Kid swallows, mind drifting to the room of innocent human souls he'd found captured and prepared for the kishin; his stomach flips uncomfortably.] I am no supporter of human suffering.
It is difficult to remain neutral while being simultaneously invested in the lives and well-beings of each and every innocent human.
I imagine you might feel similarly-- [The teen pauses, thinking at first before a few weak coughs keep him speechless a few moments longer.] --that the being responsible for your death have a bit more propensity towards allowing you to live longer.
I think many humans are worth saving. [Kid closes his eyes, thoughtful.] I in fact believe most are, though it is most definitely not within my purview to allow such things.
[He pauses, a quiet determination in his voice.] Death teaches how precious life is, and lives that can be saved should be. If that thinking will get me into trouble, so be it.
[Kid hums in quiet agreement, shivering on his side of the tablet. His opinions on life and death are not necessarily complicated, but they are deeply personal and very deep-seated--and also ones he typically does not share freely.
[Kid had begun to doze off in the intervening silence, his breathing slowing and evening out, but turns sleepily towards the tablet when Undertaker speaks again.]
Y'should sleep too. [A small yawn is audible through the connection.] An' no more tablets y'don't know anything about.
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[The slight shift in tone doesn't escape his notice, either. Undertaker purses his lips a bit from his end of the conversation, faint brows raising beneath his hair.]
I see.
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[Kid's expression darkens, and he glances away from the tablet. His tone has not lightened in the slightest.] Good and evil must maintain an equilibrium--I understand this. Too much of one or the other and there is no balance, still...
[Kid swallows, mind drifting to the room of innocent human souls he'd found captured and prepared for the kishin; his stomach flips uncomfortably.] I am no supporter of human suffering.
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[Kid sighs, quiet and rather distraught sounding. He's seen plenty for his age, anyway.]
When I was little, he would remind me that we mustn't meddle, no matter the circumstances. Death is an inevitable part of life.
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[There's just a hint of an ironic tone to his voice, as though he's more musing it to himself.]
Remaining a neutral party should be the most important rule to that kind of thing.
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I imagine you might feel similarly-- [The teen pauses, thinking at first before a few weak coughs keep him speechless a few moments longer.] --that the being responsible for your death have a bit more propensity towards allowing you to live longer.
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[Honestly, he's not disappointed by it. There's more amusement in his voice than any chastisement.]
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[He pauses, a quiet determination in his voice.] Death teaches how precious life is, and lives that can be saved should be. If that thinking will get me into trouble, so be it.
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I actually agree with you.
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He closes his eyes, sighing quietly.] I'm glad.
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Y'should sleep too. [A small yawn is audible through the connection.] An' no more tablets y'don't know anything about.
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Until next time~ hee hee...
[And the call goes silent.]