"Of course I can guess." He'd heard the words so many times since then. Failure. Incomplete. It wasn't as if Jr. really cared what his father thought about him, but it wasn't simply a case of being treated or seen differently for rejecting what he was created to be. It was what Jr.'s rejection caused, failing his comrades and brother - one of the most important people to him. But if he hadn't rejected it ... they'd all have died anyway.

He leaned back against the tree. "It'd be easier to accept if your will actually agreed with it. But those are two different things entirely. And it's worse when you can't get rid of what goes against your will, no matter how hard you try. Like being born with something that can hurt your friends if you can't control it, when all you want to you do it protect them." He thought of Gaignun, and Canaan again, as well. Jr. could at least escape from actively doing what he spoke of every waking moment. But it was still a struggle within.