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“You don’t know. I don’t think you’ll know until…” A hand caressed the other’s face, the glove still damp from his tears. Pure arcane energy that had a chance of seeping through the skin into the body. Maybe a taste of that would make him understand, just for a little bit. Or it could just be ignored – which seemed so likely.

This other Kaitou seemed so much stronger… He, too, will break in the end, Pandora murmured in his ear. It was a notion that the normal boy under the gem violently rejected, screaming at the top of his lungs in an internal struggle until gems crystallized over him again. Through all this Pandora Kid was silent.

“I can save anyone I want. I choose when to. I care. Whatever makes things more fun, I’ll do that.”

Kid was half wary when the other reached up, though he hadn’t expected the jolt of strange energy that came with the touch, immediately pulling away when he felt it.

The… heck…?

He could still think, though whatever that had been made his head feel a little like static… Interference? …Definitely didn’t like that, though it did kill the more serious note he’d been on, as he grinned at the other. He’s not going to give into something that easily, no…

“Whatever is fun… Then why not take that challenge? People die too easily, I don’t see why you’d think that’s fun, even if they get scared. It might be too late to change people’s minds, but wouldn’t going against their expectations now and playing a hero be more exciting? A superhero, even, if Pandora gives you powers. Hard to use them to their full extent if it’s just for yourself, isn’t it?”