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[whenever they are both up to functioning]

What's your plan for tonight?

I think I'd be good at it!

[laughs! ...and then frowns]

But of course I have a distaste for people. I can see into their hearts, after all. That's my power.

Coming back to that power later. You may be able to see, but you can't feel. You have shut off your emotions in an effort of self-preservation; you don't feel yours, you can't begin to feel theirs.

I... still have emotions. Perhaps not in the same way as when I was a child, but I was a deeply depressed child.

You do, but they are only the highest highs and the lowest lows. Am I wrong?

...No. I suppose not.

[rubbing his face but dropping his hand eventually]

Look into exposure or trauma therapy. If you're ever interested.

Mental health treatment is still rather stigmatized in my country. It would make things... more difficult for me, I think. Assuming I'm not thrown directly into jail, anyway.

[he idly kicks a ball that strayed from the pit]

I always thought that if I could do justice or get revenge, I'd feel whole again. I know now I can't do either of those things, but... couldn't I fix things if I weren't so alone? Isn't that the purpose of making friends?

It's part of it. But it isn't going to be all of it. You're going to struggle, have to re-contextualize everything, and decide how to approach the future. Again and again.

. . . Right now, you should celebrate these victories. They weren't easy to come by.

Celebrate, huh...

[weird, for some reason he doesn't feel like celebrating anymore]

...We've secured ourselves an alibi for the evening. Why don't we go pet Baxter?

[will is a downer, he's sorry about that]

Uh, yeah, let's go do that.

[Akechi will gloomily lead the way]

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