[ Shouto needs a purpose, something to strive for, a goal to reach. Here in Trench, his goal hasn't changed. He wants to be someone who can put others at ease. The title doesn't matter (hero, hunter, etc) what matters is the feeling he imparts. Those are his external goals. Internally is a different story.
He's not entirely selfless. He wants things like anyone else. Familial bonds. Bonds of friendship. They're important to him. He's managed to navigate the latter forming friendships outside of Class-A here in Trench. But familial bonds... they'll always matter to him. No matter what Touya says or does, he won't ever stop caring for him. It's too much a part of his make-up, a feeling that can only be changed by ripping away every memory of him with a scalpel. ]
Two weeks. I made a batch a day.
[ One new flavor every night until he had his even dozen.
He shakes his head. Why would he taste it? He's not corrupted anymore. ]
No, but I kept some so I could incorporate them into my med kit, for corruption cases.
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He's not entirely selfless. He wants things like anyone else. Familial bonds. Bonds of friendship. They're important to him. He's managed to navigate the latter forming friendships outside of Class-A here in Trench. But familial bonds... they'll always matter to him. No matter what Touya says or does, he won't ever stop caring for him. It's too much a part of his make-up, a feeling that can only be changed by ripping away every memory of him with a scalpel. ]
Two weeks. I made a batch a day.
[ One new flavor every night until he had his even dozen.
He shakes his head. Why would he taste it? He's not corrupted anymore. ]
No, but I kept some so I could incorporate them into my med kit, for corruption cases.