Something like a smile flickers across his face at the question. It's strange, not quite happy or sad. He's obviously considering it deeply.
Regret and guilt are - well, they cut deep when they affect him. All or nothing, again. But most of it just washes away; he lets it flood over him and pass. It's easier.
"I would do a lot to hold onto the people I want to be with. Anything or anyone that gets in my way will regret it." He leaves the answer deliberately ambiguous, but holding some weight; he's not going to tell Ken that he'd happily throw away his own life or badly injure himself in the process. Ken is not yet fully grown, and he'd rather not influence him that way. His callousness about his own life (and, to be honest, about the lives of many others he doesn't know) stems from...other places.
"That's an interesting thing to ask. How far would you go? You don't have to answer, if that's your wish."
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Regret and guilt are - well, they cut deep when they affect him. All or nothing, again. But most of it just washes away; he lets it flood over him and pass. It's easier.
"I would do a lot to hold onto the people I want to be with. Anything or anyone that gets in my way will regret it." He leaves the answer deliberately ambiguous, but holding some weight; he's not going to tell Ken that he'd happily throw away his own life or badly injure himself in the process. Ken is not yet fully grown, and he'd rather not influence him that way. His callousness about his own life (and, to be honest, about the lives of many others he doesn't know) stems from...other places.
"That's an interesting thing to ask. How far would you go? You don't have to answer, if that's your wish."