mykidisthebest

[ In a tiny voice.............. ]

Come to the kitchen so I can apologize for breaking your hand.

[...]

It was just a finger. If you're gonna cry I'm not coming down, so promise you're not going to cry or anything.

Don't tell me what to do.

[ THIS IS HIS PARTY AND HE'LL CRY IF HE WANTS TO ]

Don't make it weird then!

[hangs up!!!!

he appears sullenly at the door from Lily's side two minutes later]

[ He's sitting at the far end of the table.

. . .

He slowly pushes over a fresh mug of tea as a peace offering. ]

[he takes a seat and reaches for the mug with all of the energy of a skittish cat that might bolt]

It's already healed, you know.

[ why are YOU the one who wants to bolt here buddy ]

I can still apologize for it . . .

None of that was justified. At all. I'm sorry.

[it just seems like a terrible conversation to have for both of them]

Apology accepted. ...Don't say things you don't mean. Even without an emotion or two you should know that much.

[ Ha ha ha . . . ]

You would think.

. . .

[SIPS HIS TEA]

What's your beef with humans?

. . . I don't have one. That was a deliberate choice I made.

It's also where my brother and I disagreed.

One brother hated humans and the other tolerates them.

...I know there were probably a million reasons it ended up like that, but I'm going to cite the lack of ocean as a contributing factor. If you could find a nice, deserted island for your brother to relax on, he might have had time to calm down.

[it is a poor attempt at lightening the mood, but an attempt all the same]

It's not -- tolerating. I believe in humanity because I've seen the love they're capable of.

I know that not all humans are good people. But for every instance of cruelty, I can think of a moment of kindness. It's impossible to write all of humanity off, having seen what I've seen. I lived among them for a century and a half . . . Knives didn't.

Sometimes I wonder, if he'd ended up somewhere like this, if maybe I could've gotten through to him . . . I dunno.

...Thinking about it too hard won't change the past. I don't know if it makes it better or worse, but sometimes people are just like that. Not everyone cares about others. Your brother might not have cared about a single human even after a thousand years. I don't think that's bad; the issue is when he starts killing everyone because he feels that way.

And if you keep talking about humans like that I'm going to dump this tea on your head.

[ ??? ]

Like what?

Like some weird philosopher benevolently looking down on humans from the outside like it's got nothing to do with him. It's gross.

[does a poor imitation of Minuet's voice as he mimics his words back to him]

"I know that not all humans are good people. But for every instance of cruelty, I can think of a moment of kindness..." Ugh! You sound like some old guy narrating a documentary. Do you think that sounds sincere? It doesn't. It just sounds like you're reciting something you know you're supposed to say.

[ "But I can't talk about them like I'm one of them because I'm not and don't deserve to be," he almost says before fully just redacting the entire sentence.

His face probably looks funny though. ]

. . . Okay.

[between everything Styx has said and everything Minuet has said, he gets a little bit of the gist just looking at his funny face.

he frowns about it and leans across the table to try and pinch Minuet's cheek and tug on it, annoyed.]

You live with us, stupid. Half of the people here aren't human, but you get the idea. Just treat us normally. Whatever...thing you have going on with humans only applies to the ones on your world.

Ow ow ow ow-- I know, I know, you're right, I agree completely . . . !!

[ His loveless self doesn't but FUCK that guy anyway ]

[lets his cheek go and sits back in his chair to drink his tea]

Keep it in mind the next time a ritual like that happens, then! I don't want to have to repeat myself.

Also, talk to Styx.

. . . I talk to Styx all the time, you have to be more specific . . .

[speaks slowly, like the words are being pulled from his lips one at a time]

He seems to have some issues with humanity to work out. I know a lot of that is mixed up with your brother, so every time I try to talk to him about it I just get a bunch of "you don't understand" responses. And since I can't even punch him in the face no matter how much I want to, I'm officially passing the matter over to you to deal with.

Ah . . . you mean his "humanity is shit and so am I" thing?

That's the one. I told him that he should talk it out with you and he said he couldn't. I get that there's a lot of messy history there, but...you'd be the one who could understand where he's coming from the most, probably.

C'mon, you really think I haven't already been trying? He doesn't listen to a word I say . . .

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