[Now she’s taking all the bait, which she really shouldn’t. Rose needs an adult. Instead, all she has are the Scions.]
Of course I care about them. But I have people now that I care about to, and their needs happen to outweigh a civilization that perished more than a thousand years ago. The dead are just that, dead, and I happen to prioritize the living.
[‘And the people I care about.’ It’s not that she wants anyone to perish, but there are things that she has to protect.]
And I should give up my entire existence for them? That hardly seems fair.
[Vanitas is exactly right—it’s not impossible. But it also cuts both ways. If her fragments had feelings, dreams, and desires, so does she. There’s hardly any reason that she should give those up, especially for someone she’s never even met.]
[She’s fully aware of what he’s doing. She’s fully aware of the trap she’s walking into. But she can’t stop herself.]
You’re correct, no one is making me. But there are people I love that I want to protect. If I walk away, what becomes of them?
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Of course I care about them. But I have people now that I care about to, and their needs happen to outweigh a civilization that perished more than a thousand years ago. The dead are just that, dead, and I happen to prioritize the living.
[‘And the people I care about.’ It’s not that she wants anyone to perish, but there are things that she has to protect.]
And I should give up my entire existence for them? That hardly seems fair.
[Vanitas is exactly right—it’s not impossible. But it also cuts both ways. If her fragments had feelings, dreams, and desires, so does she. There’s hardly any reason that she should give those up, especially for someone she’s never even met.]
[She’s fully aware of what he’s doing. She’s fully aware of the trap she’s walking into. But she can’t stop herself.]
You’re correct, no one is making me. But there are people I love that I want to protect. If I walk away, what becomes of them?