[ Thought he was the one who was supposed to be good with sleight of hand. ]
[ He is a product of a childhood built on commodities. Where those he loved were bought and paid for like livestock. Quality monitored. Constantly evaluated and ultimately discarded, resetting the cycle. As the fourth child, he made the cut. The golden child, genetically gifted. Hated by the eldest, separated from inferior stock despite his every protest. It scarred him, making him far too troublesome a minefield for anyone to navigate when certain subjects are brought up. Allen escaped the first mine by sheer luck, the second, not so much.
He sees his reasoning. It's the same one he discovered on his own journey after his fight with Midoriya helped open his eyes to the truth. Too bad for Allen, that's not what he finds fault with. Frozen over, the tundra of his emotions chill in a deep frost. Calm, collected, but not warm. ]
I don't hate you.
[ He sets the ointment down between them, his skin cold to the touch. ]
And I don't consider myself a villain.
[ He's covered that ground already, crossed that hurdle. ]
But calling what happened an unfortunate mistake is not right either.
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[ He is a product of a childhood built on commodities. Where those he loved were bought and paid for like livestock. Quality monitored. Constantly evaluated and ultimately discarded, resetting the cycle. As the fourth child, he made the cut. The golden child, genetically gifted. Hated by the eldest, separated from inferior stock despite his every protest. It scarred him, making him far too troublesome a minefield for anyone to navigate when certain subjects are brought up. Allen escaped the first mine by sheer luck, the second, not so much.
He sees his reasoning. It's the same one he discovered on his own journey after his fight with Midoriya helped open his eyes to the truth. Too bad for Allen, that's not what he finds fault with. Frozen over, the tundra of his emotions chill in a deep frost. Calm, collected, but not warm. ]
I don't hate you.
[ He sets the ointment down between them, his skin cold to the touch. ]
And I don't consider myself a villain.
[ He's covered that ground already, crossed that hurdle. ]
But calling what happened an unfortunate mistake is not right either.