[He isn't really one to hold grudges, so he isn't still mad about it, but he does remember Daan not trusting him to check Lavi a few weeks ago because it made him mad.]
Whatever. It's done now.
[And Daan is also dead, so. Well. They're doing their best, probably.]
It... it should be. I used my wish to ensure Ceres would survive and escape to the Institute safely, and... to give her the information that Scien will need in my timeline in order to fix it. It won't be immediate, but...
[a brief pause.]
If I make it back, then-- presuming I survive after I go home, it's likely things will be different, at least for me.
[He thinks Mathis and Scien are pretty close, so he has a feeling Scien will at least try to figure out a way to help Mathis, but he doesn't want to think too hard about what that might look like, so.
Instead, as explanation for his brief confusion:]
I forgot about the wishes.
[They were never on the table for him anyway, so they weren't important.]
I saw the purple one's memories a few weeks ago. [He would use Scien's name but Scien got demoted for reasons] He said the curse was done, or whatever.
I think... if I go home, it probably needs to be the timeline I came from for other reasons, regardless. I-if Camille has survived, he'll need me there.
He... s-something must have gone wrong, in my timeline. The way he treated me, and the madness I saw... that didn't happen, for Scien. He told me that Camille is atoning for what he'd done, in the process of creating me.
[...]
S-so if that's a possibility for him, then I don't want to abandon him, if he's still alive. He's done terrible things, but he's still just someone who... lost the person he loved, and the family he had. He still cared for me.
[His mouth twists, dissatisfied. Atoning? It feels impossible to believe. The Order wanted to "atone" for him, too, right up until they got desperate again and created the Thirds. Kanda won't ever forgive them. He went out of his way to condemn Zuu Mei Chang to hell, where he's quite sure they'll meet again someday, face to face.
...But he'd forgiven Alma. Rather--he'd never felt the need to forgive him. To this day, he fully believes that Alma hadn't done anything wrong. If he'd known that Alma was that person from the start, he would've died with him in that lab without protest.
It's impossible to merge the two in his head. He can't fathom the idea of Alma having a hand in their creation, their torture--not when Alma had been overwhelmingly possessed by hatred upon discovering the truth. It's incredibly hard to imagine caring enough about anyone who'd been involved to forgive them. To him, Mathis sounds just as naive as he does every time he insists on caring, love, and hope.
But... they're different people, in the end. And Kanda--it's not like he wants Mathis to become bitter and hateful. He just doesn't know any other way to stop him from getting hurt.
But Mathis has Lucas and Scien, so. It's not really his business. He sighs.]
Just don't be stupid about it.
[AT LEAST USE COMMON SENSE AND CAUTION IF YOU'RE GOING TO DO... whatever he wants to do. Kanda doesn't know. How do you fix crazy asshole scientists.]
I... I won't. It should be a possibility, according to Scien, and besides, he's...
Even if I'm not a genuine human, and I never really grew up, he's the only family I have.
[even before scien told him this, mathis still...
he can't fully separate the maddened man who told him he was nothing but an expendable guinea pig from the man who would dry and brush his hair every night, and go acquire meals for him every day because he wasn't a very good cook, and who cried when he worried over him, saying that mathis was all that he had. those memories-- those are real ones. it's hard to think of every kindness he'd been shown, every act of caring for him, as being nothing but a lie, a role his creator was playing.
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[...]
But I've kept practicing. Lavi trains with me, too.
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[C...lose enough. Sure. Whatever.
More importantly--he doesn't necessarily look please to hear that, but he looks... close enough, by Kanda standards.]
Good. Every day?
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[he worries anyway.]
A-and yes. I work on it every day. [...] I don't know if anyone but Lavi really believed that I ever sparred with you...
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[It wouldn't be that hard to prove? Just ask Mathis to spar? JEEZ]
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[THAT'S BECAUSE IT WAS THE TRIAL WHERE HE DIED.]
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[He isn't really one to hold grudges, so he isn't still mad about it, but he does remember Daan not trusting him to check Lavi a few weeks ago because it made him mad.]
Whatever. It's done now.
[And Daan is also dead, so. Well. They're doing their best, probably.]
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[He doesn't get blipped out for that, because. Well. They all know they're running out of time.
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Your island should be fixed now, right?
[This is actually very old news but Scien's death reminded him and he can't talk about anything useful, so.]
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[a brief pause.]
If I make it back, then-- presuming I survive after I go home, it's likely things will be different, at least for me.
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Well
That's not exactly what he meant, and he blinks in surprise for a second, but. It's probably the same end result, isn't it? So he nods.]
Good.
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Y-yes. Whether I see the end result or not, it... should all work out.
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Instead, as explanation for his brief confusion:]
I forgot about the wishes.
[They were never on the table for him anyway, so they weren't important.]
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Huh-? Why else would it have been fixed...?
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I saw the purple one's memories a few weeks ago. [He would use Scien's name but Scien got demoted for reasons] He said the curse was done, or whatever.
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We're from separate timelines, he said. He remembers very different things than I do. It wouldn't be fixed for me if I didn't use my wish.
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[
He doesn't know a damn thing about timelines so he's just like /nods blankly]
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[He remembers.]
You can't... I don't know, go back together?
[Oh god they don't have the braincells for this conversation they're just little guys]
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Oh yeah.
[He forgot that would be. A thing]
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Why the hell would you go back to that guy.
[SIR,]
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[...]
S-so if that's a possibility for him, then I don't want to abandon him, if he's still alive. He's done terrible things, but he's still just someone who... lost the person he loved, and the family he had. He still cared for me.
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...But he'd forgiven Alma. Rather--he'd never felt the need to forgive him. To this day, he fully believes that Alma hadn't done anything wrong. If he'd known that Alma was that person from the start, he would've died with him in that lab without protest.
It's impossible to merge the two in his head. He can't fathom the idea of Alma having a hand in their creation, their torture--not when Alma had been overwhelmingly possessed by hatred upon discovering the truth. It's incredibly hard to imagine caring enough about anyone who'd been involved to forgive them. To him, Mathis sounds just as naive as he does every time he insists on caring, love, and hope.
But... they're different people, in the end. And Kanda--it's not like he wants Mathis to become bitter and hateful. He just doesn't know any other way to stop him from getting hurt.
But Mathis has Lucas and Scien, so. It's not really his business. He sighs.]
Just don't be stupid about it.
[AT LEAST USE COMMON SENSE AND CAUTION IF YOU'RE GOING TO DO... whatever he wants to do. Kanda doesn't know. How do you fix crazy asshole scientists.]
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Even if I'm not a genuine human, and I never really grew up, he's the only family I have.
[even before scien told him this, mathis still...
he can't fully separate the maddened man who told him he was nothing but an expendable guinea pig from the man who would dry and brush his hair every night, and go acquire meals for him every day because he wasn't a very good cook, and who cried when he worried over him, saying that mathis was all that he had. those memories-- those are real ones. it's hard to think of every kindness he'd been shown, every act of caring for him, as being nothing but a lie, a role his creator was playing.
he doesn't have a brother, but he does.]
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