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[stalwartcane]

Characters: Rhode, Watson, open to Mukuro
Location: Rhode and Mukuro's apartment
Rating: Giiiiirl
Time: Jan 21st, morning
Description: Watson comes by to see how his patient is doing.


It was going to be a day spent outdoors today, he felt. Many of the patients from the European missions had left the clinic's premises, as well as other patients from before that, and Watson was following up on their whereabouts one by one. Some of them would fail to come in for a check if it was convenient for them to forget the appointment, after all.

The first on his list was one Rhode Kamelot (and perhaps her partner if he was present -- Rokudo Mukuro had been his patient for some few days). He stood outside the girl's door at the moment, making sure that he had the correct address before knocking with his cane.

Comments

[suchselfishness]

"Charming."

She made a derisive little noise at the word, apparently taking his use of the term as an implication that she was anything but charming.

"What reason is there to be charming- or diplomatic, or whatever else you'd call it- in this place? It's a war. Nobody's paying attention to that sort of thing."

[stalwartcane]

"I would think that a war is an important time to make allies. After all, you're going to constantly be placed in a situation where you or your friends might need assistance." Like medical assistance, for example. Watson only shrugged, however, because he had only been interested in asking, not really persuading her to be anymore pleasant than she already decidedly was not.

[suchselfishness]

"We have allies."

Not a lot, though. Most of them were Mukuro's, really. She didn't let the fact that she was actually considering his words show in her expression, though- Digging around for that bag of candies in her pile of blankets.

"Why do people suddenly decide to be someone's ally just because they're nice, anyways? Feeling like you're obligated to save useless people just because they're nice, even if they're stupid and nice."

[stalwartcane]

"Because nice people are less likely to turn their back on you when you need them, I suppose. It's a false assumption, of course, but what is common is what people assume to be truth. Besides," he added, tilting his head to the side in some thought. "You can't entirely say that any person is completely useless in war. Even the youngest and frailest of children have their uses and cannot be discounted."

[suchselfishness]

"They have all kinds of uses. If they can't fight, they can sew bandages. And I suppose if the laws hadn't changed, between the times in our worlds and this one, they could be making weapons or whatever else they need to fight the war." Ah, there was her candy. She started digging through for a particular wrapper color, picking out a blue piece. "But making children useful in a war isn't very nice, by most standards."

[stalwartcane]

"War leaves us with few choices, and very rarely nice ones," he shrugged. "Shibusen itself employs children to fight in the war, does it not? In the front lines, to protect armies. And then it's turned to outsiders like us."

Watson shifted to stretch his aching leg in front of him, absentmindedly rubbing at the knot on his thigh where a bullet had once gone.

[suchselfishness]

"I don't particularly like Shibusen, children or no. I do find it a bit odd that nobody thinks that kind of logic is flawed, though. Sacrificing their children before people they don't even know."

She paused for a moment, staring down at her bag of candy for a moment. The fact that he was rubbing his leg didn't escape her attention, though- After a moment, she pulled out a yellow piece (the type she didn't like, and ended up setting aside anyways), and tossed it onto the coffee table between them.

"But if they didn't have the Witches, there would be other wars going on. Humans love fighting each other for all kinds of reasons."

[stalwartcane]

"When the children are strong than ten of them, it becomes their duty to protect. It's a common enough concept in many parts of the world, surprisingly. I've worked with soldiers barely out of puberty, myself."

He raised his eyebrows at the candy and reached for it, the wrapper crinkling between his fingers.

"Thank you," Watson said, fiddling with it for a moment. "And while my better nature would like to deny that statement, experience tells me that it's sadly very true."

[suchselfishness]

"So even if people are nice, they can't make enough nice things happen to get rid of all the bad in the world."

Rhode grimaced slightly at his thanks, twisting her own wrapper into a long piece before tying it into a tiny knot.

"You're much easier to deal with when you're a dog, you know. Much less talking."