[ fair; other japanifornia isn't exactly terrible, it's just the kind of stupid fucking place where dozens of lives over the course of time can be ruined by a guy being a dick at a dessert contest once. ]
Yeah. I don't really remember anything from before the orphanage.
[ oh. oh wow. this is a side to simon he has not seen or felt before. livio is surprised, not quite alarmed, but.... it's just unexpected ]
[ maybe this is part of why simon is so afraid all the time. he chooses his words carefully, but simon can feel some real empathy there. not specifically about his orphanage, but.... just. childhood experiences ]
Yeah. I did too. They wanted to make me disappear, so I did it for them.
[ that empathy is sort of a strange and foreign feeling, and though it's sometimes hard to tell this week where his own feelings end and someone else's begin, he's sure that this isn't his. his own empathy, what little there is of it, seems to be reserved for kids abandoned in the backs of cars and those who exist solely for righteous revenge.
now that he's stuck with this feeling for the moment he doesn't know what to think of it or do with it.
he bristles slightly at the apology, for reasons that have nothing to do with livio, but quickly shakes it off. ]
[ well, then!!! that feeling of empathy and understanding persists. it gets stronger, even. traces of bitterness and resentment, too. not at simon. just. out there ]
[ livio isn't offended, though, he gets it. there isn't a lot he can say here. but ]
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Yeah. I don't really remember anything from before the orphanage.
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.... I was at an orphanage, too.
[ is this bonding? ]
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Was it bad?
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No, they were.... kind, for the most part.
[ it was him who was the bad. cants his head ]
Was yours bad?
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he just looks away, absently messing with a strand of hair. ]
Yep. It was the worst.
...Well. Not at first, but. Eventually.
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[ maybe this is part of why simon is so afraid all the time. he chooses his words carefully, but simon can feel some real empathy there. not specifically about his orphanage, but.... just. childhood experiences ]
I ran away from mine.
[ .... ]
That's shitty, though. Sorry, Simon.
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[ that empathy is sort of a strange and foreign feeling, and though it's sometimes hard to tell this week where his own feelings end and someone else's begin, he's sure that this isn't his. his own empathy, what little there is of it, seems to be reserved for kids abandoned in the backs of cars and those who exist solely for righteous revenge.
now that he's stuck with this feeling for the moment he doesn't know what to think of it or do with it.
he bristles slightly at the apology, for reasons that have nothing to do with livio, but quickly shakes it off. ]
Not like it's your fault. But thanks.
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[ livio isn't offended, though, he gets it. there isn't a lot he can say here. but ]
Yeah, I know. But it's still shitty.
[ that's the most eloquent way he can sum it up ]
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there's a hint of a wry smile at that. ]
It is, yeah.
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... Thanks for tellin' me. I'm glad you got away.