flyawaythief:

“I can. I can choose…” But his words trailed off before a sick grin slithered onto his face, the light pink under his suit even brighter now.

He isn’t much fun, is he, Kuroba? That rush you get when you hold their lives can’t be compared to playing a silly game of hide and seek.

“I can choose, but it’s a little late to change the rules now, hm? Just because I stop killing won’t make them stop trying to use deadly force on me. What’s the point of trying to go back to something that can’t revert, anyway? And that isn’t just about the situation with the cops, either…” More justification. More logic. Hiding behind intelligence.

He wrapped his arm around the other, pulling him close. “You’ll never understand until you’re ready,” Pandora Kid purred into his double’s ear.

Kid would be lying if he said the sudden change didn’t startle him, and the thief tensed at being brought closer. His eyes narrowed when he noticed the glowing, though.

Pandora…

Didn’t like what he’d been saying, now?

“…Perhaps not. Though, I still hope never to. You brought their actions on you yourself, by changing the rules already. I don’t see why that can’t happen again. If you want to me try understanding anything without having my mind changed by force, then how about more questions? Why can’t it be reverted? What’s keeping you from being able to write the rules again? And what is the situation, then? Why do you choose to kill when it isn’t needed? Not by fun, or by will, I can’t see any reason behind it.”

He’d go into morals, but nope, not even going to try that argument with this one. That part’s more than off kilter at the moment, clearly…