...I had just wanted to talk about match potentials. If this game is sorting us by similarities, it had made sense for me to pick Nico. But you had been a consideration, too.
[For music, initially. For a performer's heart. For a mask that was hard to read, or see through.]
After our talk, I only feel like it's more possible. ...I wanted to hear your honest opinion on the matter.
[Verso doesn't think it's based fully on similarities, that's the thing. He suspects that it must run beyond the surface level, but with a dynamic that gets along well enough to start, so that the chemistry might at least have a decent chance.
But he answers Luka's questions all the same.]
A love of music. An appreciation for the arts, though I think he's more devoted to painting than I am, anymore. Long-lived and familiar with loss. [He doesn't explain, but he isn't sure Luka would ask, anyway.] But he is so much brighter, so much more full of optimism. That, I can't lay claim to.
We compete against one another and the loser is killed. Why would I bother to get close to anyone?
[ he doesn't say this with a hint of emotion in his voice, because as much as verso will see luka's actual emotions this weekend, they don't come into play here.
you win, or you die. there's no room for anything else. ]
[He shrugs, a light gesture for such a weighty answer that comes after.]
I... am trying. It's selfish of me to do so, though. But these last few weeks are worth wringing the most out of, I think.
[And when it's over, it's over.]
I'll share with you one last thing, Luka. The final reason I thought we might be matched, though even if it doesn't pan out that way, I'd like you to consider it as someone who understandsโat least a littleโwhat your life must sometimes feel like.
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No, I think I like you at this height. I'm supposed to be the tall one, after all.
[don't look at Messmer]
Anyway, nothing will beat the view up there โ or at least I'm hoping. Let's hop on.
[Because their car is slowing to a stop, swaying gently as it awaits them to get on now.]
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Yes, let's. [ he'll step onboard without hesitation once the door opens for them. ]
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And up, and up, and up. Higher up, and the nighttime life below provides a colorful view, aglow in the night.]
Peaceful, being so departed from life below.
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Not so far as space. But maybe it's more peaceful.
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[Verso leans back and crosses his arms, looking out to appreciate the view.]
So, you remember I said I wanted to talk with you? Before.
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I do. [ he waves an arm, go ahead. ]
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[For music, initially. For a performer's heart. For a mask that was hard to read, or see through.]
After our talk, I only feel like it's more possible. ...I wanted to hear your honest opinion on the matter.
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[ that he's sure of, even if he would be hard pressed to describe how he lines up with her beyond the surface. ]
How are you and Nico similar? How do you see him? I'll answer after.
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But he answers Luka's questions all the same.]
A love of music. An appreciation for the arts, though I think he's more devoted to painting than I am, anymore. Long-lived and familiar with loss. [He doesn't explain, but he isn't sure Luka would ask, anyway.] But he is so much brighter, so much more full of optimism. That, I can't lay claim to.
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The Segyein are long lived. I won't be. [ ... ]
Besides that, you're thinking of music and our roles. It's closer than most others.
[ logically, he doesn't disagree on surface. ]
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[He doesn't expound, though. Luka can take from that what he will.]
But...? I feel like there's a "but", there.
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You genuinely like others, don't you? I don't.
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[ he doesn't say this with a hint of emotion in his voice, because as much as verso will see luka's actual emotions this weekend, they don't come into play here.
you win, or you die. there's no room for anything else. ]
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I don't really get hurt.
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Because you won't allow it. But at least give yourself that chance here. Just for a little while.
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For what end? I don't need that to figure out my match when it can be done with simple arithmetic.
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I suppose not. But it would be nice to indulge in what you normally can't. While you're here.
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[ or rather--if he got used to "indulging" and then he had to go back? what would become of him then?
he'll probably find out. he feels like it's already too late with maya, but he's not ready to admit that yet. ]
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Don't deny yourself happiness. Here or otherwise. That's all I'm trying to say.
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[ the truth, for better or worse. it's whether he wants it or feels like it's possible is the squeeze.
luka casts a gaze out the window himself. unfortunately the lights don't mean anything to him as his life has been full of them. ]
Is it advice you're following yourself?
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I... am trying. It's selfish of me to do so, though. But these last few weeks are worth wringing the most out of, I think.
[And when it's over, it's over.]
I'll share with you one last thing, Luka. The final reason I thought we might be matched, though even if it doesn't pan out that way, I'd like you to consider it as someone who understandsโat least a littleโwhat your life must sometimes feel like.
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Go ahead.
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He pushes the words out. Luka's even-natured, almost unaffected, actually helps.]
I'm like you. Created. By my mother.
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cw; physical abuse
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