"If he's anything like me, he wants to be back with her," Ritsuka said, eyes downcast. He didn't sound as sure about that. Ritsuka felt protective of his mother, wanting to save her in an attempt to gain her love in the same way the other Ritsuka had just by existing. If Jordan was different, if he'd run away and Ritsuka had replaced him because he hated his life---
Ritsuka would understand. He didn't like being beaten, he didn't like his curfew or seeing his mother weep for a boy that still existed, so he would understand.
But he wouldn't easily forgive someone who would abandon their family like that. Being left behind was the worst feeling in the world, and anyone selfish enough to escape and leave the ones who needed them in the dark had better have a good reason to do so beyond "I didn't like it there."
Soubi raised a good question though. Who had he replaced? "I don't know. That's why I want to find out." It wasn't as if he thought they were their fake names, but it was possible these people existed and this was just some huge experiment by the twisted head of Landel's. Soubi stood and Ritsuka kept his hold on his shirt for a moment longer before reluctantly letting go. He turned back to the bed and finished packing just as the radio turned on at the top.
Tonight was going to be a bloody one apparently. "I just want to get to the patient files. After that we can do whatever."
Re: M35
Ritsuka would understand. He didn't like being beaten, he didn't like his curfew or seeing his mother weep for a boy that still existed, so he would understand.
But he wouldn't easily forgive someone who would abandon their family like that. Being left behind was the worst feeling in the world, and anyone selfish enough to escape and leave the ones who needed them in the dark had better have a good reason to do so beyond "I didn't like it there."
Soubi raised a good question though. Who had he replaced? "I don't know. That's why I want to find out." It wasn't as if he thought they were their fake names, but it was possible these people existed and this was just some huge experiment by the twisted head of Landel's. Soubi stood and Ritsuka kept his hold on his shirt for a moment longer before reluctantly letting go. He turned back to the bed and finished packing just as the radio turned on at the top.
Tonight was going to be a bloody one apparently. "I just want to get to the patient files. After that we can do whatever."