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[When the feed turns on, Banjou has a guitar in his lap, the camera at an awkward angle that focuses more on the guitar than it does Banjou. He doesn't seem to mind this, idly strumming at it without trying to play a particular song. It's not like he can actually read sheet music, so everything he does is played on the fly anyway.]
I have a question.
[He finally settles on something melodic, if repetitive, before he continues.]
Does anyone here have hobbies they find difficult to continue here? Or something they've found they have more time for here as opposed to where they come from? Take what I'm doing-- I never had as much time as I wanted back home.
It's complicated, but I think I'm beginning to enjoy the freedom this place gives me.
I was wondering if anyone else felt the same way.
((bonus alternative listening.))
I have a question.
[He finally settles on something melodic, if repetitive, before he continues.]
Does anyone here have hobbies they find difficult to continue here? Or something they've found they have more time for here as opposed to where they come from? Take what I'm doing-- I never had as much time as I wanted back home.
It's complicated, but I think I'm beginning to enjoy the freedom this place gives me.
I was wondering if anyone else felt the same way.
((bonus alternative listening.))
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I don't recall saying that, either.
Don't get me wrong, I love humans; as a species, they're amusing to watch, and whatever I do to them - whatever we, as ghouls, do to them - is really nothing personal at all. That said, I don't understand how they work as a whole, and that's honestly why I love them.
Ghouls kill those that are useless to them; almost all species do, it's a basic tenet of survival - the weak bow down and the strong devour them. Humans, on the other hand...they seem to lack that cruelty. The idea that social welfare even exists among them just proves that ideally, they would function on kindness rather than cruelty - rather than culling their weak, the stronger individuals support them and bear the burden of their survival.
It's absolutely fascinating, Banjou-san, you have no idea until you've really taken the time to study it for yourself.
[...He probably should find it at least a little awkward to be talking about pretty much everyone he knows and has befriended here like they're something to be observed like that, but the fact is that he clearly doesn't, even if he does sound genuinely interested in the topic.]
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I think I'll pass on that. I don't think like you do.
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[Speaking of things that probably shouldn't be said quite that cheerfully. Tsukiyama, really...]
I didn't expect that you would, though; it doesn't seem like a line of thinking that would interest you - I don't see you as being the sort who's content to merely watch the things that I'm studying. No, you're more altruistic than I am about it.
As you said, it comes back to helping people for you, n'est-ce pas?
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Don't mistake me for someone who's naive. I know humans and ghouls can't live safely side-by-side.
We can only do it here because we're not ghouls, for however long that lasts.
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I just don't understand why that sort of compassion - the sort that drives you, and the sort that drives Ikuma-san - should be spent on a species with none to offer me; we aren't the only ones that hunt in our world, after all. We're just better at it.
[Despite the content, the words don't sound malicious; they're tactless, yes, and in all honesty they're also utterly feckless, but there's a difference between things he's saying because he's trying to drive the conversation straight to hell and things he's saying because they're more or less second nature by now, and at the very least this is a case of the latter rather than the former.]
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Humans do a good enough job killing each other as it is, but I don't think that means I'm better than the people here. That I'm better than Miss Everett.
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It's not like the doves show compassion for ghouls like me.
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[He cuts himself off abruptly, his gaze finally darting off somewhere off-camera; it's difficult to tell what he's looking at, but either it's really pissing him off or he's getting frustrated with...something, either-or.
He takes a moment to shake it off, murmuring something under his breath as he does so, something the feed doesn't quite pick up; eventually he just offers a soft, breathless sound, not quite a laugh but close to. It's dry, either way, and more than slightly sardonic.]
Just...forget it, Banjou-san, it comes back to something that's been troubling me more than I'd thought. No one's concern, anyway.
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Right. I'm [sure it'll come up eventually anyway] not going to ask.
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...Oh well! For now he's content to leave it alone because this entire thing involves emotions and he's still very firmly in the "I hate feelings, they make me feel weird" camp. So he's perfectly fine with acting as though there's nothing there to discuss in the first place and as far as he's concerned everybody can just move on with their lives.]
...That's good of you. I appreciate it.
[And look, he even managed that without sounding like he hates the fact that he has to say it.]
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Unfortunately, Banjou is more than happy to completely ignore it.]
Don't mention it.
[Who the hell knows what they should call this relationship, but even with the whole "studying the ants" major, Banjou isn't as willing to send the conversation straight to hell as he would have just a few months ago.
It's progress, maybe.]