[ he says it without much thought, and considering the response, there was little thought put into it. it's all heart as he continues to look up, watch his instructor with swollen eyes. there's much silence before he speaks again, distress mixing with fear that mixes with his will deep down, imagining each and every one of his friends. his family. the hand at his side, holds his pocket, containing a charm that made him feel closer to them than anything when he was far away, a little handmade charm of protection, a fish printed over its front.
it didn't actually protect him— it was a charm, and some might thing it's a silly little amulet made by a silly little girl. but, to tsuna, it was much more. each time he held it or touched it, he saw them. just the thought of the cdc destroying them all because he didn't obey was gut and heart-wrenching, slowly bringing certain determination to his tears, perhaps a touch of anger that this was all happening, then channeling feelings against the organization to his words. he wouldn't let them, he wouldn't let anyone— ]
I'd— I'd die if it meant keeping them safe. But . . .
[ he stands straighter, laying his heart on the table. he wouldn't let them die, and for that— ]
[ Armada nods, and lowers his hand from Tsunayoshi's face. Though still clearly compromised, he seems to have found tentative footing. That is a start. It is the groundwork from which Green is built upon. ]
Then you know you must overcome this to survive. I have always said that in order to protect others you must protect yourself. We are a team. We are here to hold one another up.
They have done nothing but exist. It is the nature of that which is stronger to overcome that which it can surpass.
[ Armada acknowledges the leap in Tsunayoshi's thought. He is hurting over their choices, but there is no explanation that will satisfy him emotionally. Armada does not try. ]
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[ he says it without much thought, and considering the response, there was little thought put into it. it's all heart as he continues to look up, watch his instructor with swollen eyes. there's much silence before he speaks again, distress mixing with fear that mixes with his will deep down, imagining each and every one of his friends. his family. the hand at his side, holds his pocket, containing a charm that made him feel closer to them than anything when he was far away, a little handmade charm of protection, a fish printed over its front.
it didn't actually protect him— it was a charm, and some might thing it's a silly little amulet made by a silly little girl. but, to tsuna, it was much more. each time he held it or touched it, he saw them. just the thought of the cdc destroying them all because he didn't obey was gut and heart-wrenching, slowly bringing certain determination to his tears, perhaps a touch of anger that this was all happening, then channeling feelings against the organization to his words. he wouldn't let them, he wouldn't let anyone— ]
I'd— I'd die if it meant keeping them safe. But . . .
[ he stands straighter, laying his heart on the table. he wouldn't let them die, and for that— ]
I'm going to stay alive to do it.
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Then you know you must overcome this to survive. I have always said that in order to protect others you must protect yourself. We are a team. We are here to hold one another up.
[ The instructor tilts his head. ]
Do you understand?
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[ he had to understand. understanding didn't always mean accepting, but— he had to. ]
Sir-? Can I just ask— Why? These planets . . .
[ so beautiful, full of life, each unique to their own space. and yet— ]
What are they doing to go through all this?
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[ Armada acknowledges the leap in Tsunayoshi's thought. He is hurting over their choices, but there is no explanation that will satisfy him emotionally. Armada does not try. ]