PCs with Watanuki!

[foundfate]

For anything from the 2nd trial onwards!

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[foundfate]

[He nods against Takumi's shoulder, but he doesn't let go quite yet. Something has been on his mind, and maybe now is a good time to say it.]

...

"Everything will surely be alright."

[goldenmaniac]

Hmm?

[That sounds familiar, but he can't place it]

[foundfate]

It's a message I was told to pass on. I was told you would understand it.

[goldenmaniac]

[He takes that in and trembles. He has to believe it. But... it's so hard]

Thank you, Watanuki-san.

[foundfate]

[He doesn't say anything in response, but just makes a noise in the affirmative.

...also he's holding onto Takumi for a bit longer, because human contact is Nice.]

[goldenmaniac]

[He doesn't mind- he missed it for a long time too]

There was something I wanted to ask you: it's not about the Game but... I can ask later, if you want?

[foundfate]

Honestly now is as good of a time as any, and if I can't answer it now I'll let you know?

[In this case, 'can't' might mean 'not in a good emotional place to.']

[goldenmaniac]

... what kind of wishes can you grant?

[He never really had a Wish before, but he certainly does now]

[foundfate]

Any, technically, so long as the price is paid. I choose not to grant some, though.

Are you considering wishing for something?

[goldenmaniac]

Yeah. Let me explain.

[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?

[foundfate]

I'm aware of AIBA, yes.

[He hasn't spoken to them yet, though.]

[goldenmaniac]

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.

[foundfate]

Their own person, hmm...?

[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.

[goldenmaniac]

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.

[foundfate]

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.

[goldenmaniac]

That fine. I'll do whatever it takes.

[foundfate]

The price will be high. Are you willing to pay it?

[goldenmaniac]

[He takes a deep shuddering breath, tempted to ask what it would be.

But to ask would be to say there's a limit. A limit to what he'd give to save this tiny being he made.]

I am.