Kevin told me he'd killed 116 people. [ Give or take, but the detail of the history books isn't the part that's been sticking in Shiro's head. ] So... I've been doing a lot of math since then.
The Galra had me for a year. When I fought Myzax and became Champion, I was the first of a group of eight who were supposed to face him that day. There's a lot of variables I still can't remember. Was that a typical group size? Did I have to kill everyone I fought? Did they make me fight every day? Every week, maybe?
[ He pauses to open his umbrella. The cloud isn't raining yet, but it's just a matter of time. ]
No matter what I do with the numbers, 116 seems... impossibly small.
[Whatever Shiro was going to say to him, somehow Keith didn't expect it to be that. It startles him enough that he stops walking to look at him with wide eyes. There's a lot he has to take in there- because he hadn't considered that- Of course he hadn't.]
[Before he can really put serious thought into what he's saying, take in that number, holy shit, there's one thing he has to get out first. He swallows, shaking his head.]
[Oh, no you don't you shitcloud of gloom. Keith tries to reach up and waves it away for all the good it does him.]
No. Because you were forced into that ring against your will. You were fighting for your life, you didn't have a choice.
[Seeing as he can't do much for the cloud he settles back and looks at him, eyes narrowed.]
Kevin knew what he was doing. He made the choice to go out and kill those people for his wish. Maybe he wasn't thinking rationally at the time, and maybe he was grieving the people he'd lost, but he still did it.
[ Keith, you can't literally shoo away Shiro's bad feelings, that's not how it works. He appreciates the effort and all, but look, he brought this umbrella along for a reason. ]
"Kill or be killed" is still a choice. It's a lousy, unfair choice, but it's still a choice I had to make.
I don't think I made the wrong choice, and it's obvious that Kevin did, but... I don't think our motivations made much of a difference to the people we killed.
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The Galra had me for a year. When I fought Myzax and became Champion, I was the first of a group of eight who were supposed to face him that day. There's a lot of variables I still can't remember. Was that a typical group size? Did I have to kill everyone I fought? Did they make me fight every day? Every week, maybe?
[ He pauses to open his umbrella. The cloud isn't raining yet, but it's just a matter of time. ]
No matter what I do with the numbers, 116 seems... impossibly small.
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[Before he can really put serious thought into what he's saying, take in that number, holy shit, there's one thing he has to get out first. He swallows, shaking his head.]
Shiro, that's not the same. Not even close.
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It looks pretty similar from where I'm standing.
[ And there goes the rain. ]
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No. Because you were forced into that ring against your will. You were fighting for your life, you didn't have a choice.
[Seeing as he can't do much for the cloud he settles back and looks at him, eyes narrowed.]
Kevin knew what he was doing. He made the choice to go out and kill those people for his wish. Maybe he wasn't thinking rationally at the time, and maybe he was grieving the people he'd lost, but he still did it.
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"Kill or be killed" is still a choice. It's a lousy, unfair choice, but it's still a choice I had to make.
I don't think I made the wrong choice, and it's obvious that Kevin did, but... I don't think our motivations made much of a difference to the people we killed.