[ she goes silent, but her fists tighten in her lap. it's not like she can refute him without having context for this, but is refuting what he needs? ]
[ she pauses to make sure she remembers correctly ]
The last question is the one I got wrong. I mentioned it earlier. I thought you'd want to hear "you've proven your worth," but you didn't. When I picked that option... you asked if that meant you're no longer defective. Then you wanted to know what the next directive is.
Yuma lifts his head with the hard set of his brow. This is the very thing he contemplated before coming back. He mustn't allow himself to be swept away.]
I am a soldier. No matter what happens to this mortal body of mine, that will not change.
You're not just a soldier. You're a person with thoughts and feelings. You make mistakes and get stubborn and upset like any person does. You wouldn't feel that sense of duty and pride if you didn't have emotions to begin with, right?
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You all... died?
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[And that's why he knows—he knows he could have done better.]
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Were you trying to hurt them?
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We weren't together. It was just me and Hak that time.
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It is my pride as an ISDF soldier. Is that so wrong?
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The last question is the one I got wrong. I mentioned it earlier. I thought you'd want to hear "you've proven your worth," but you didn't. When I picked that option... you asked if that meant you're no longer defective. Then you wanted to know what the next directive is.
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. . . That is what we do. When we complete a mission, we are given another assignment.
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You just wanted to hear that it's okay to be you even when you're not useful.
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He looks away sharply. His hand reflexively tightens around the water bottle before loosening. He shouldn't be thinking like that.]
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[ she hesitates and then sets a hand on his arm. ]
You're not on any base. You won't get in any kind of trouble for thinking like that. It's just me here.
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I'm . . . not useless.
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[ for real. she felt so bad after she flunked on that answer. she feels personally responsible to right this for them both.
she squeezes his arm. ]
You don't need to have a use. It's okay.
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[He was supposed to come here and deliver a report—nothing more, nothing less. He knows what he must do, and it's not this. It's . . . not okay.]
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It is okay.
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Yuma lifts his head with the hard set of his brow. This is the very thing he contemplated before coming back. He mustn't allow himself to be swept away.]
I am a soldier. No matter what happens to this mortal body of mine, that will not change.
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You're not just a soldier. You're a person with thoughts and feelings. You make mistakes and get stubborn and upset like any person does. You wouldn't feel that sense of duty and pride if you didn't have emotions to begin with, right?
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