Lie for his sake how? ... I get the impression sometimes that for most of you people, what you say matters more than the outcome itself, and I'm not sure in what respects your gang is more like us.
[Us: Maybe members of murder manor last season, more likely fellow weird aliens. Either way, Peko is unusually similar - yet mysterious, just like any "normal" human. Why ask Peko anything? Out of an almost humiliatingly undisguised desire to know her, that only Kanaya's own evasiveness makes murky. She could become a part of Kanaya's world, whatever allegiance that currently indicates; her fixation on the notion of people being remembered is resonant and rare.
Touko and Rin have haunted Kanaya actively for thirty-six months, and Siren flits through her thoughts occasionally. Most of the others have left her alone a long time, their ghosts freshly summoned by the portraits. Yuzu, so plucky that Felicia could only compete with her genuine charm on an uneven playing field. Agent Carter, who amicably stepped aside for the sake of less mysterious guests more attached to the mortal coil. Clyde Barrow, spending his whole life approximating politeness that his death revealed was completely foreign to him. Michael Altman, already hollowed out by trauma and just strong enough to drink himself to death without actually intending to imbibe a more effective poison. Belarus, a force of nature who struck fond terror into the hearts of her Eastern European family even when they had no previous idea she existed. All innocents, who didn't even merit inclusion in the costume party - except for Bernkastel, inimitable first murderer, and what of the rival she bereaved?
Kanaya doesn't understand anywhere near enough about any of them, but she knows (hopes, that's not the same fuckin' thing, Eridan grumbles into her ear) that before long Peko will be bearing the same burden, and on some level she has a mind for it.]
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[Us: Maybe members of murder manor last season, more likely fellow weird aliens. Either way, Peko is unusually similar - yet mysterious, just like any "normal" human. Why ask Peko anything? Out of an almost humiliatingly undisguised desire to know her, that only Kanaya's own evasiveness makes murky. She could become a part of Kanaya's world, whatever allegiance that currently indicates; her fixation on the notion of people being remembered is resonant and rare.
Touko and Rin have haunted Kanaya actively for thirty-six months, and Siren flits through her thoughts occasionally. Most of the others have left her alone a long time, their ghosts freshly summoned by the portraits. Yuzu, so plucky that Felicia could only compete with her genuine charm on an uneven playing field. Agent Carter, who amicably stepped aside for the sake of less mysterious guests more attached to the mortal coil. Clyde Barrow, spending his whole life approximating politeness that his death revealed was completely foreign to him. Michael Altman, already hollowed out by trauma and just strong enough to drink himself to death without actually intending to imbibe a more effective poison. Belarus, a force of nature who struck fond terror into the hearts of her Eastern European family even when they had no previous idea she existed. All innocents, who didn't even merit inclusion in the costume party - except for Bernkastel, inimitable first murderer, and what of the rival she bereaved?
Kanaya doesn't understand anywhere near enough about any of them, but she knows (hopes, that's not the same fuckin' thing, Eridan grumbles into her ear) that before long Peko will be bearing the same burden, and on some level she has a mind for it.]