[ it startles him a bit, this fury on someone else's behalf. kazuki pauses his pacing, eyes narrowed, but maybe with a little more confusion than anger, for once in this conversation. he stares at strohl like this for a little too long, mind working fast, gears turning, trying to sort out how react when he's never been given the chance before. ]
That's how "justice" is. That's all it's ever been.
[ in his world, in the reaper's game, here. in other worlds, too, probably.
he turns away, seething. ]
Judgment for the sinners, as if there's a single person alive that hasn't committed some kind of wrongdoing. [ adonis. ] "Don't hold a grudge," no team wipes, let them win. [ team justice. ] "You haven't earned your ending." [ the auditors. ] It's all the damn same no matter where it is.
[ and there's never a single thing he can do about it. ]
[ he says, after a moment - still just as sharp. as kazuki turns, he can see it rippling all over his face. genuine, real fury, a deeply empathetic understanding.
it's not justice, is the thing. it's a farcical idea of it, it's people using the concept as an excuse. this alone has all the insight he needs into kazuki's thought process, but more than that, it's exactly the sort of thing strohl hates, too. his idea of justice is so violently incongruent with either of those concepts that it's like nails on a chalkboard - he doesn't say anything about it though, because he's listening, and. well. he's mad too, now. mad on kazuki's behalf. ]
None of those things are right in any sense of the word.
[ glaring at an inconspicuous spot on a wall, trying to parse that expression. anger, he knows well. empathy... is another story. only a handful have ever even tried to offer him that, and he honestly doesn't know what to do with it now. this isn't even someone he trusts. not his team, not nahida, not zelda or kaveh. ]
Maybe not. Doesn't change anything about it, though.
[ there's still nothing they can do, and yelling about justice only feels like salt in the wound. ]
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That's how "justice" is. That's all it's ever been.
[ in his world, in the reaper's game, here. in other worlds, too, probably.
he turns away, seething. ]
Judgment for the sinners, as if there's a single person alive that hasn't committed some kind of wrongdoing. [ adonis. ] "Don't hold a grudge," no team wipes, let them win. [ team justice. ] "You haven't earned your ending." [ the auditors. ] It's all the damn same no matter where it is.
[ and there's never a single thing he can do about it. ]
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[ he says, after a moment - still just as sharp. as kazuki turns, he can see it rippling all over his face. genuine, real fury, a deeply empathetic understanding.
it's not justice, is the thing. it's a farcical idea of it, it's people using the concept as an excuse. this alone has all the insight he needs into kazuki's thought process, but more than that, it's exactly the sort of thing strohl hates, too. his idea of justice is so violently incongruent with either of those concepts that it's like nails on a chalkboard - he doesn't say anything about it though, because he's listening, and. well. he's mad too, now. mad on kazuki's behalf. ]
None of those things are right in any sense of the word.
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Maybe not. Doesn't change anything about it, though.
[ there's still nothing they can do, and yelling about justice only feels like salt in the wound. ]