sixillusions | [catchall] Camille

[Briefly, he looks confused, like he doesn't understand why Camille is telling him all of this--but then it occurs to him that most people have probably approached her about this, the hows and whys amidst the threat assessments and sympathy. He shakes his head slightly.]

I don't care about that.

[Well. That's not strictly true. He would have vastly preferred to know about the other person, but he never expected Camille to tell him. And the details about Cloud... regardless of how he feels about it, it doesn't matter now. He's gone.

More importantly--she confirms that she felt it. That's what he wanted to hear. He doesn't relax, because Kanda never really relaxes, but--he seems a little less likely to run her through here and now than he might've a few minutes ago.]

...Tell me if you feel it again.

[This is the best he can offer her. A little more time as herself, until the moment she feels her controlling slipping. A quick death, because he is very, very good at what he does.

He'll still be watching; he knows the monsters have self-preservation, and that there's no guarantee she'll be able to do it. But it's this, or it's death right here and now. He can't bring himself to permit any more risk than that.]

[He's just a kid. So many of them are, and yet each and every one speaks with deadly resolution when push comes to shove. Camille hates it. Who would Kanda be if he'd drawn a different hand at birth?

Someone capable of emoting, maybe. Someone who could appreciate how fleeting youth is. See how desperately sad it is to lose your life to unquestioning duty.

Still. It'll help her, should the need arise.]

If I'm able to, I will. [Depends how strong the embargo on confessing is this time around.] You'll make it quick, won't you?

[If only she knew the half of it.

But, unsurprisingly, he nods.]

Yes. [...] One witness, unless you want more.

[Cloud had wanted this sort of thing to be public, for safety reasons--but Kanda is confident enough in his own strength that he thinks he can spare her that indignity. As long as one other person is there to ensure there's an unbiased report of what happened, or to step in if things go awry, he doesn't mind leaving the rest to her.]

[thinks of the au where he could have respectably executed her instead of [REDACTED]

Camille grimaces. But she gets it. Precautions are due.]

Sure. As long as it's none of the kids.

[Ash or Kate or Mathis. Any one of them having to see this would gut her.

Camille nods at him, giving a small wave.]

You heal up quick, you hear me? We're gonna need you to swing that sword sooner or later.

[From here she wanders off, unaware of what lays in store. Like hate arrows. And spiders!!! Wowie!!]

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