[ Each minute that she most likely feels the weight of he is using as a benchmark to her patience. Shouta hums over her appraisal, deep and thoughtful. Lightning's attempt to drag her heart back to the surface is met with equal effort on his part, a humanitarian to the end.
(No matter how paradoxical or ironic that was.) ]
Can't say you didn't hit the nail on the head. You can just think of that last part as Captain's privilege though.
[ Even if it was less about privilege and more responsibility for the lives that flocked to him like moths to a flame. It was his job to make sure that flame stayed steady and warm and safe, not erupt into an inferno, incinerating everything around it.
A balancing act. ]
You're pretty observant, but it's not really an object. [ First, it was a life. When he failed at that, snuffed it out with his own hands, it became something far more abstract. ] Let me ask you one more thing, then I'll tell you my own answer. What does justice mean to you?
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(No matter how paradoxical or ironic that was.) ]
Can't say you didn't hit the nail on the head. You can just think of that last part as Captain's privilege though.
[ Even if it was less about privilege and more responsibility for the lives that flocked to him like moths to a flame. It was his job to make sure that flame stayed steady and warm and safe, not erupt into an inferno, incinerating everything around it.
A balancing act. ]
You're pretty observant, but it's not really an object. [ First, it was a life. When he failed at that, snuffed it out with his own hands, it became something far more abstract. ] Let me ask you one more thing, then I'll tell you my own answer. What does justice mean to you?