[ Revenge. Kasumi knew that feeling all to well, better than she's ever let on to anyone, probably even to herself. When Shepard helped her get Keiji's graybox back, they had walked out with one less Donovan Hock in existence, and to this day Kasumi isn't sure if that was the way she had intended for things to go. Maybe they weren't supposed to get caught getting it back, but sooner or later the man would have realized the graybox was gone and that only one person would ever dare to get it back. Maybe they could have made their getaway more cleanly and avoided the big confrontation with Hock--but he would have chased her down to the ends of the galaxy until he got Keiji's graybox back, and then he would probably remove hers, too, so that he could finally decrypt the data in Keiji's. The key, after all, is laced within Kasumi's memories of him.
Maybe she could have gone without exploding Hock's gunship into a fiery ball.
But damn, did it feel good.
So the difference between herself and Ken, among other things, is that he tried to kill someone for revenge. She has killed someone--whether or not it was really purposeful or merely an act of self-defense hardly mattered at the rush Kasumi felt, watching Hock's gunship go down in flames. Ken--Ken ostensibly did not succeed at his revenge, but that's quite alright with Kasumi. She doesn't know the details surrounding what happened, but she does know revenge hardly ever is the answer. When she got hers, it just merely happened that way. She'd just wanted to get all that was left of Keiji more than anything, more than any thought of wanting to get back at Hock. Besides, the man was a smugger and an arms dealer in all the wrong circles. (And just a big jerk.)
So she proceeds with her words with trepidation, trying to convey that she understands, but trying to hide just how much she understands. She falters, even just a little, because frankly it's breaking her heart to be having this conversation with such a young boy. Her words don't pass any form of judgment--that's the last thing he needs. Instead, they're just questions, ones that might help Ken open up so he doesn't feel the need to have to bottle anything up. ]
I'm so sorry about your mother, Ken. [ it only seemed fitting to drop the honorific for such a topic. ] What happened when you found the person?
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Maybe she could have gone without exploding Hock's gunship into a fiery ball.
But damn, did it feel good.
So the difference between herself and Ken, among other things, is that he tried to kill someone for revenge. She has killed someone--whether or not it was really purposeful or merely an act of self-defense hardly mattered at the rush Kasumi felt, watching Hock's gunship go down in flames. Ken--Ken ostensibly did not succeed at his revenge, but that's quite alright with Kasumi. She doesn't know the details surrounding what happened, but she does know revenge hardly ever is the answer. When she got hers, it just merely happened that way. She'd just wanted to get all that was left of Keiji more than anything, more than any thought of wanting to get back at Hock. Besides, the man was a smugger and an arms dealer in all the wrong circles. (And just a big jerk.)
So she proceeds with her words with trepidation, trying to convey that she understands, but trying to hide just how much she understands. She falters, even just a little, because frankly it's breaking her heart to be having this conversation with such a young boy. Her words don't pass any form of judgment--that's the last thing he needs. Instead, they're just questions, ones that might help Ken open up so he doesn't feel the need to have to bottle anything up. ]
I'm so sorry about your mother, Ken. [ it only seemed fitting to drop the honorific for such a topic. ] What happened when you found the person?