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That nonchalant advice is like barbs against his skin, tearing where he was the most susceptible. Matt had been known to be a quiet kid, bleak against the vibrant personalities of his competitors. It was an ugly thing to consider, children in constant conflict because they wanted to win; a death sentence is what it really was. But he had spent so long coralled behind the walls of Wammy’s house that he had gotten used to being over-shadowed by others; an endless eclipsing. That makes his response all the more startling, turning on Tobias with vitriol in his grimace but most of all in his eyes. ❝ You try being his friend. ❞ friend, it was a disquieting word because their hierarchy was so indisputable that Matt had no place at Mello's side, he was too lazy, too distracted, not enough. Still, when compared to the rest of the children he was the favourite, the one who he wanted to pick on, to rely on for some sort of outlet. They’re kids so this continues to be a violent beating upon his ego, yet when Matt wasn’t by his side he couldn’t escape the feeling of being left to drift.

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​♢  — @yeonban said: ► "Prime, can you tell me if there are any segments I do not know about?" Know about, not met. It's a query born of pure curiosity (about the unknown, as well as about the various stages of Dottore's life), phrased in such a way that even a simple yes or no shall more than suffice to answer it, leaving any additional details or lack thereof up to the segment (such as whether they used to exist in the past and no longer do; or if they are presently still alive). That is, if Prime wishes to be truthful about it to begin with, given that the request grants leeway for lying, and the homunculus holds no insistence on the topic whatsoever.

Dottore does not REACT to the question ; seemingly far more occupied in the chemicals he's mixing with cautious precision. It is not to be mistaken with not hearing it. He's heard the question just fine. Why the question now? He hasn't the faintest idea - he suspects one of the others might have said or referenced a rather specific segment that has prompted the inquiry. But ALL of the segments know to keep that one's existence quiet around others outside of themselves. A sudden hush in conversation was more likely to draw attention than anything else and it might have been that which drew the other's scrutiny.

" There are. " Prime confirms, gently swirling the flask that shimmers iridescent even in the harsh lab lighting. " Past ones are of no importance. " Hence they were never mentioned - although those who had at least existed for any significant time might still have some work lingering around. " And present ones have PLANNED TERMINATIONS. "

Better that the other not encounter or know of those segments. Especially not Chi.

Dottore lowers the flask to rest over the open flame, his voice flat with factual detachment. " Once they finish their specific project that is. " There is no use for a child segment, for example, other than for the ignorance that might lure an aranara that could grant them further insight into DREAMS AND MEMORIES. Once that was exhausted? No part of Dottore would be particularly sad to see THAT segment go. Other than that particular segment, most likely.

​♢  — @yeonban said: ❛ no matter where you are i will find you. ❜ / yeah 'cause that's not at all a creepy thing for Subj2 to casually utter out loud 😭 (/lhj) dealer's choice for which segment is going to receive this very sane confession of love! ❤️ EXPERIMENT IN PROGRESS: THE FIVE SENSES PROMPTS

SOMETHING IS BEGINNING TO MOVE like the groaning of ancient gears in a towering machine, slow and methodical - able to be felt even without knowledge of what is occurring. There are more subordinates, more meetings, more orders. MORE PAPERWORK, much to Delta's particular displeasure on the matter. He has been perhaps the most elusive segment as of later - not out of AVOIDANCE but mere scheduling. So much to do, so little time. Fortunately, having the most modifications has its benefits in regarding needing less sleep than the other segments. Still, there is some surprise in the fact that Subject Two has managed to find him, much less catch him between his tasks. Something he had remarked upon that had prompted a remark that, had it been from most others, would be far closer to a threat than something uttered OUT OF CARE.

No matter where? Beneath the mask, red eyes narrow ever so slightly in contemplation. What a hefty promise to make.

" Good. " Delta's voice curls around the word like hands around a freshly harvested organ - the weight of being able to CRUSH something with only a bit of pressure. Teeth against the veins, pressure on the spinal cord. He sets aside the thick contract he was reading through to regard the other in full, gloved hands resting on the edge of the desk. " One day, you might have to make good on that declaration. OR AT LEAST TRY. "

It is not that he doubts in Subject Two's resolve so much as if the possibility could ever exist. Or more accurately, if a possibility could be manufactured be it by his own hands or by Subject Two's. Now that he thinks about it, Delta doesn't know what Subject Two's grand, end goal is. If there is one. Certainly he listens to all the experiments, the proposals and participates in discussions. But that does not mean those are the end goals. Dottore's, however, hunger all the same. Ambitions that threaten the heavens above, UNCHAINED AND UNCHECKED even now.