Geto keeps silent throughout Yuji talking, his own mouth twisted into something that could be bitter or could be dread. It's the earnestness, he thinks, the desperate need to do good in the world. How could he not recognise it? It had been in him once, had been in Haibara, had been in Amanai. None of them had escaped alive, and while Geto still walks he wonders just how long there's been a part of him that had withered off just the same. Long before Gojo Satoru finished the job, anyway. Maybe ever since he had a girl's blood soaking into his shoes and no one out there to help him. He wonders if Yuji has ever had to deal with that. Doesn't know what it means that he does. )
It's going to eat you up.
( It isn't goading this time, it's just tired. He tells himself he doesn't care, why should he? What happens to the kid is none of his business and his stance has long been clear? He'd been executed for it, and he clings to it even now. Humans are still the reason for so much death, so much pain. But this one - this one had learnt. Hadn't that been the other side of the coin that Yuki Tsukumo had flipped that day? That they could be taught?
Is he wrong?
No, he can't be. )
You're useful to them, but they don't hide their hatred, right? They don't care. They never will. And when you've done what they need you to do they'll find a way to bury you.
( A pause, a sigh, thumb digging in between his brows. )
It's nice. That you have hope. I just don't think it's going to do you any good in the end.
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Geto keeps silent throughout Yuji talking, his own mouth twisted into something that could be bitter or could be dread. It's the earnestness, he thinks, the desperate need to do good in the world. How could he not recognise it? It had been in him once, had been in Haibara, had been in Amanai. None of them had escaped alive, and while Geto still walks he wonders just how long there's been a part of him that had withered off just the same. Long before Gojo Satoru finished the job, anyway. Maybe ever since he had a girl's blood soaking into his shoes and no one out there to help him. He wonders if Yuji has ever had to deal with that. Doesn't know what it means that he does. )
It's going to eat you up.
( It isn't goading this time, it's just tired. He tells himself he doesn't care, why should he? What happens to the kid is none of his business and his stance has long been clear? He'd been executed for it, and he clings to it even now. Humans are still the reason for so much death, so much pain. But this one - this one had learnt. Hadn't that been the other side of the coin that Yuki Tsukumo had flipped that day? That they could be taught?
Is he wrong?No, he can't be. )
You're useful to them, but they don't hide their hatred, right? They don't care. They never will. And when you've done what they need you to do they'll find a way to bury you.
( A pause, a sigh, thumb digging in between his brows. )
It's nice. That you have hope. I just don't think it's going to do you any good in the end.