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[There is a coin operated boy sitting on the Plane. Well, he isn't coin operated but a few people might know he's a statue now. Either way, he seems oblivious to everything around him. He has one of his sleeves rolled up and is examining his arm, which doesn't look quite human and has tiny cracks running down it. With a slight frown, he runs his hand over them but nothing happens.

After a moment he just sighs and tugs the sleeve down.]

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Neither am I.

[With Argentine's information, Satoshi continues his work. He is very careful, and very precise. Reconstruction is one thing he can do easily and without guilt.]

Edited 2010-07-12 20:50 (UTC)

[He frowns and reaches out, holding onto Satoshi's shirt sleeve. His grip is tight and childish, as though he doesn't want Satoshi to go anywhere.]

I still failed. Even though I am complete, unlike Kokuyoku, I still am incapable.

[As uncomfortable as he is with touch, Satoshi doesn't pull away.]

I didn't recreate you for battle. It isn't your purpose.

[He keeps his hold, relaxing somewhat.]

They are still stronger.

They steal and they kill. You don't.

[In other words, Satoshi much prefers Argentine to the two of them.]

[After a long pause.] Your name is Satoshi.

[a bit of a pause]

Hiwatari Satoshi. Yes.

[He nods.] I only have ever known your family as Creator.

There was no reason for you to know us by another name.

Would you rather I forgot it?

[...what an odd suggestion]

No. It doesn't matter.

[He nods slowly.] Then yours is the only name I have known. [Still curious.] Do you regret allowing me to fight?

[He is silent for a while.] I regret that you had to.

[He shakes his head.] I would rather be broken than see you break.

No one here should be breaking.

But if it were you... While I fought, I didn't want to look at you. I thought you would be disappointed in me. Yet even then, it was better than to think of our roles reversed. It is much...different than anything I know. I thought of what you have done for me.

[He pauses and reaches up with his free hand, wiping idly at his eyes.]

You're a very good Creator.

[He stares at him for a moment, silent.]

If I...

[Satoshi glances down. He wraps one hand around the thumb of the other, squeezes, tries not to twist his fingers or fidget or show signs of feelings.]

I know now that it was the right choice to reconstruct you.

[Argentine can't tell what Satoshi feels but the words comfort him, even if they shock him.]

Then you're glad I was created?

[Because it is against his heritage, he just nods.]

[If Argentine knew what a hug was, he would hug him. Instead, he gives him a sincere smile.]

Thank you, Creator.

[Tilting his head.] How is the Grieving Lily? I could not get her to you before I broke.

I recovered it and repaired the damage.

[He nods.] Would you like to keep her?

[Satoshi is very unsure as to how he should answer that.]

It... disagrees with me to willingly give any of our works to those thieves.

You should at least keep it as a memento.

By rights, it's theirs.

[Except that they stole it so by rights it is actually his.]