He gave a lazy shrug. "I don't think so. But I don't think it's something that really can be controlled, no matter how hard you try." That's what it felt like to him, at any rate. The most he could 'control' it was literally his will trying its hardest to take control again, and that was hardly control of the power.
The way Zouichi spoke was both familiar but different from what he had experienced with Citrine. His sister had felt the same way about herself, too - accepting of what she was, seeing herself as nothing more than a weapon and a tool, willing to do what she had been created for without hesitation and letting her life and her fate be controlled by somebody else. It was ironic that pity was a word that presented itself often, when he thought about it, and Citrine had said that she pitied him in the end.
"So you used to live without the fighting all the time. Is it that hard to go back to it? Or is it something that you were made to want, too?" Zouichi mentioned being made to fix humanity's mistakes, to save those who weren't affected by the virus that existed in his world. Jr. mulled over words for a moment. "What did they think about you?"
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The way Zouichi spoke was both familiar but different from what he had experienced with Citrine. His sister had felt the same way about herself, too - accepting of what she was, seeing herself as nothing more than a weapon and a tool, willing to do what she had been created for without hesitation and letting her life and her fate be controlled by somebody else. It was ironic that pity was a word that presented itself often, when he thought about it, and Citrine had said that she pitied him in the end.
"So you used to live without the fighting all the time. Is it that hard to go back to it? Or is it something that you were made to want, too?" Zouichi mentioned being made to fix humanity's mistakes, to save those who weren't affected by the virus that existed in his world. Jr. mulled over words for a moment. "What did they think about you?"