[Hearing that, somehow, is what makes him crumble. He lets out a soft 'ah', and the tears start trailing down his face like the floodgates have been opened.
He can't quite articulate his feelings yet, but he'll get there.]
I've been thinking a lot this week- since we fought after... after Tsubasa died.
[He face twists, but he manages to keep calm and focused]
But after what happened to Wheatley I can't wait anymore. When I made them I was just trying to help. And... I was scared of dying after Shadow accused me. I wanted to protect what was precious to me. My memories.
I didn't expect them to grow so much. Back home I hatched and raised digimon. But I never really created them. And I realized that... since this place is for the Game... I don't know what would happen to them if I left it. Or it disappeared. Even if they'd be fine I can't take them back to the Foundation. They'd end up like I did. Or the other AIs they have. I have to take responsibility as a parent.
I want... I want AIBA to be able to be their own person. Not trapped in a digivice and stuck living some echo of my life.
They're still pretty similar to me. They have memories of their own now but... only a few weeks. I've already started to notice them going against my programming.
It took me nearly nine years to be distinct enough from Syaoran that the universe stopped trying to kill us. It may take a similar amount of time for them.
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[Hearing that, somehow, is what makes him crumble. He lets out a soft 'ah', and the tears start trailing down his face like the floodgates have been opened.
He can't quite articulate his feelings yet, but he'll get there.]
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I had to watch him die. I couldn't even hold his hand, all I could do was sit there and feel useless!
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Because of the rules of the Game.
[He squeezes him harder]
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[He rubs his back]
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...
"Everything will surely be alright."
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[That sounds familiar, but he can't place it]
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Thank you, Watanuki-san.
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...also he's holding onto Takumi for a bit longer, because human contact is Nice.]
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There was something I wanted to ask you: it's not about the Game but... I can ask later, if you want?
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[In this case, 'can't' might mean 'not in a good emotional place to.']
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[He never really had a Wish before, but he certainly does now]
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Are you considering wishing for something?
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[He takes off his goggles and offers them to Watanuki]
I don't know if you've talked to AIBA, but I assume you know about them?
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[He hasn't spoken to them yet, though.]
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[He face twists, but he manages to keep calm and focused]
But after what happened to Wheatley I can't wait anymore. When I made them I was just trying to help. And... I was scared of dying after Shadow accused me. I wanted to protect what was precious to me. My memories.
I didn't expect them to grow so much. Back home I hatched and raised digimon. But I never really created them. And I realized that... since this place is for the Game... I don't know what would happen to them if I left it. Or it disappeared. Even if they'd be fine I can't take them back to the Foundation. They'd end up like I did. Or the other AIs they have. I have to take responsibility as a parent.
I want... I want AIBA to be able to be their own person. Not trapped in a digivice and stuck living some echo of my life.
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[He should have brought his pipe, because smoking sounds like a good idea right now.]
It can be done. It's not without precedent. Though how distinct AIBA currently is will greatly affect what can be done.
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