[ the ease at which his mind fills with questions, each more imposing than the next. kanda offers so little, speaks without wasting a syllable. of course, caelus wants to know more.
but the promise. kanda has already been permissive.
[Mm, well. It's not like Kanda is completely heartless, and Daisya was someone in his unit--annoying the way witty people are, and overly familiar with him, but someone he'd come to know well all the same--but that's life at the Order. Kanda can't remember how many times he's woken up to hear they've lost dozens of people overnight. He's not Tiedoll, treating his unit like a makeshift family, even if that's the closest thing to one he's ever known.
(And besides--Daisya wasn't the one who mattered, so. Another footnote in a history book, in the end.)]
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but the promise. kanda has already been permissive.
he scratches the cow behind a floppy ear. ]
That's awful.
[ it's not much, but it's not more sorries. ]
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(And besides--Daisya wasn't the one who mattered, so. Another footnote in a history book, in the end.)]
It's better than being turned into an Akuma.
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[ not a question ]
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And he could answer... but he has run out of patience... rip]
Ask that idiot Rabbit if you want.