[If they ever get to go back to the moon again, maybe!!
She nods and slips the poem into her pocket for now. When they get back to the cabin, she'll add it to the memory scrapbook Akechi gave her for her birthday. It's not a happy memory, but it is something she wants to keep with her, no matter what.
Then she turns and wraps her arms around him in a hug, closing her eyes and resting her chin on his shoulder.]
Thank you... for listening to me. And... for explaining everything to me, too.
[ She can hug him for as long as she wants. He doesn't fuss about it. ]
... Is there... anything you want to know about me?
[ It seems fair to share something about himself, and he thinks she would like that, but he doesn't know what would be most interesting to her. He isn't a musical prodigy like she is. He hasn't murdered a person either, though he's sure that's more circumstantial than anything. ]
[She laughs quietly, keeping her arms wrapped around him a little longer before drawing back. She doesn't go far, though, kneeling in the grass across from him so she can get a better look at his face than she could when she was sitting beside him.]
I said it before, didn't I...? I want to know all kinds of things about you. And... if you want to know anything about me, I don't... have anything else to keep secret.
[But hmm, a question. The most important one to her, even more important than knowing about Orpheus or SEES or any of that,] Well... why did you start playing violin?
I see... that makes sense! When we met, you knew how to play, but not a lot about composers.
[She doesn't look disappointed! She just nods as if she's making a mental note, filling in a piece of the puzzle called Minato.]
It's different for me... I was pretty lucky, 'cause I've been playing the piano for, well, as long as I can remember! But... even though I love it, sometimes it's like... I wonder what kind of friends I could have made if I got to do normal clubs and stuff. I was always just the Piano Freak in school.
[ That's why she's a prodigy and he just has a skill called Prodigy. And he was friends with a lot of different kinds of people, so he could easily imagine being friends with Kaede. ]
[She hums, gaze drifting away from him for a moment as she tries to think about her time at school. She hasn't really thought about school in a while. Trying to think too much about stuff that happened before the killing game gives her a headache.
So she's grateful when Minato continues, pulling her out of her thoughts as she tilts her head with clear curiosity.]
[She hums again, not convinced. Even if people can be easy to misunderstand, or sometimes even mean, they're still good at heart! She has to believe that for everyone she meets.
But also...]
Ummm... I don't know if that means I should hang out with you more or less, you know! I don't want you to feel lonely, but I don't want you to get tired of me, either.
That's not usually something someone has to learn how to do, she's pretty sure?!]
Oh... that's good? [she says with more than a little uncertainty. She doesn't really know what to say to that, after all.
Time for a subject change!]
Oh, I have another question! [She holds up one finger.] What are your hobbies? If you didn't have a lot of friends, you must have had a lot of time to yourself, right?
[That's... really not the nicest way to put it, but she's just trying to get as far away from the concept of having to learn to care as quickly as she can.]
[She's starting to get why he doesn't like to talk about himself much. She might not understand much personally, but it doesn't take a genius to realize that "staying out of everyone's way," isn't a hobby.
He reminds her so much of Akechi it hurts, a physical pain right in the middle of her chest. She wishes she could have done something to help them when they were kids.]
Well, music is definitely something we have in common, so that's good!
... [Her hand goes to her chest as if touching there might ease some of the sadness she feels for what Minato's experienced.]
Umm... do you want to talk about... the time you spent with your caretakers? We can talk about something else. I don't want to pry, but... sometimes it can be good to talk about sad things with your friends.
[ Staying out of people's way is totally a hobby when you put enough time into it. ]
Not much to say... Some cared. Most didn't.
[ She could probably figure out that he was an orphan by now. But his life was pretty boring honestly. Only got exciting in the year leading up to being brought here. ]
[That doesn't do anything to ease her pained expression, her fingers digging more tightly into her shirt. Minato's so kind, she can't imagine why anyone would be cruel to him.
He's acting cool again, huh...?
She leans forward and hugs him again.]
Well... you have a lot of people who care about you now, right? At the very least, you've got me, no matter what.
[Sort... of. She still doesn't entirely understand the whole Persona-as-a-part-of-you thing, but she's starting to get the sense that one of the requirements for having one is to have been treated poorly as a kid. It makes her heart ache.]
[She pulls back from the hug again, though she doesn't retreat as far as before, close enough to take his hand if she wanted to. Which, well, she does, but there's no need to right now.]
You didn't always have him? Oh, I guess that makes sense, since you'd have to get that gun, huh...
I don't think I've heard you talk about your classmates before... Oh, but I guess I haven't told you much about my friends either, huh?
[She gives him a little bit of an embarrassed smile. Here she is asking him all kinds of questions about himself, and she hasn't really answered any of his own! ...Then again, he's not asking.]
Were they all um... [she fumbles a bit with the terminology,] people who could use Persona?
[She hums quietly with understanding. That makes sense! After all, Akechi thought he was the only person with a Persona for a while. If everyone had one, it'd be pretty obvious!]
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She nods and slips the poem into her pocket for now. When they get back to the cabin, she'll add it to the memory scrapbook Akechi gave her for her birthday. It's not a happy memory, but it is something she wants to keep with her, no matter what.
Then she turns and wraps her arms around him in a hug, closing her eyes and resting her chin on his shoulder.]
Thank you... for listening to me. And... for explaining everything to me, too.
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... Is there... anything you want to know about me?
[ It seems fair to share something about himself, and he thinks she would like that, but he doesn't know what would be most interesting to her. He isn't a musical prodigy like she is. He hasn't murdered a person either, though he's sure that's more circumstantial than anything. ]
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I said it before, didn't I...? I want to know all kinds of things about you. And... if you want to know anything about me, I don't... have anything else to keep secret.
[But hmm, a question. The most important one to her, even more important than knowing about Orpheus or SEES or any of that,] Well... why did you start playing violin?
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School club had a bunch of violins.
[ The ones available for free weren't in great shape, but it's not like he had parents that could buy him one. ]
People expected me to take a club... It was something to do.
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[She doesn't look disappointed! She just nods as if she's making a mental note, filling in a piece of the puzzle called Minato.]
It's different for me... I was pretty lucky, 'cause I've been playing the piano for, well, as long as I can remember! But... even though I love it, sometimes it's like... I wonder what kind of friends I could have made if I got to do normal clubs and stuff. I was always just the Piano Freak in school.
I wonder if we could have been friends back home?
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Probably.
[ Well... ]
Especially in the past year.
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So she's grateful when Minato continues, pulling her out of her thoughts as she tilts her head with clear curiosity.]
What happened in the past year?
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[ Because he got cool powers that relied on it... Yeah, that was his motivation. But over time he found he liked being with people. Mostly. ]
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[Her brows furrow a little, a small, concerned frown curving her lips.]
Weren't you lonely?
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Sometimes. But it was better than dealing with people.
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But also...]
Ummm... I don't know if that means I should hang out with you more or less, you know! I don't want you to feel lonely, but I don't want you to get tired of me, either.
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[ He's changed a bunch! Just. Not in the talking out loud part. ]
I've... learned to care.
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That's not usually something someone has to learn how to do, she's pretty sure?!]
Oh... that's good? [she says with more than a little uncertainty. She doesn't really know what to say to that, after all.
Time for a subject change!]
Oh, I have another question! [She holds up one finger.] What are your hobbies? If you didn't have a lot of friends, you must have had a lot of time to yourself, right?
[That's... really not the nicest way to put it, but she's just trying to get as far away from the concept of having to learn to care as quickly as she can.]
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....I like music?
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[She's starting to get why he doesn't like to talk about himself much. She might not understand much personally, but it doesn't take a genius to realize that "staying out of everyone's way," isn't a hobby.
He reminds her so much of Akechi it hurts, a physical pain right in the middle of her chest. She wishes she could have done something to help them when they were kids.]
Well, music is definitely something we have in common, so that's good!
... [Her hand goes to her chest as if touching there might ease some of the sadness she feels for what Minato's experienced.]
Umm... do you want to talk about... the time you spent with your caretakers? We can talk about something else. I don't want to pry, but... sometimes it can be good to talk about sad things with your friends.
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Not much to say... Some cared. Most didn't.
[ She could probably figure out that he was an orphan by now. But his life was pretty boring honestly. Only got exciting in the year leading up to being brought here. ]
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He's acting cool again, huh...?
She leans forward and hugs him again.]
Well... you have a lot of people who care about you now, right? At the very least, you've got me, no matter what.
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I've made a lot of friends.
[ He's even managed to make friends within the Bureau without the help of all those Persona he used to have. It's pretty cool. ]
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[Sort... of. She still doesn't entirely understand the whole Persona-as-a-part-of-you thing, but she's starting to get the sense that one of the requirements for having one is to have been treated poorly as a kid. It makes her heart ache.]
Was it just the two of you for a while, then...?
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[ You know, around the time he started trying to make friends. ]
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[She pulls back from the hug again, though she doesn't retreat as far as before, close enough to take his hand if she wanted to. Which, well, she does, but there's no need to right now.]
You didn't always have him? Oh, I guess that makes sense, since you'd have to get that gun, huh...
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My classmate dropped hers, so I used it. Then I got my own.
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[She gives him a little bit of an embarrassed smile. Here she is asking him all kinds of questions about himself, and she hasn't really answered any of his own! ...Then again, he's not asking.]
Were they all um... [she fumbles a bit with the terminology,] people who could use Persona?
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[She hums quietly with understanding. That makes sense! After all, Akechi thought he was the only person with a Persona for a while. If everyone had one, it'd be pretty obvious!]
Oh! Was your classmate Aragaki-kun?
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