We're from different worlds. I try to keep that in mind whenever I talk to someone I don't know. I can't know their social norms and customs. What's rude or polite where I'm from could be the reverse to them, or something they've never heard of, and the same goes for me. People might not consider you a monster because, in their world, you wouldn't be. Or people might not consider you a monster because they don't think in such terms, or because they view monsters as something else. [Or because they consider themselves the bigger monster, he doesn't add.] Judging others, too, based on the world one knows without taking into account that things are different across the table, to me, says a whole lot more about the person passing judgment than the person they're passing it on.
[ just because in a world killing is alright, it doesn't make it alright. he understands what Will means, but he doesn't think it should be that simple either.
However, Kaneki IS a monster. He has accepted this. ]
Did you know if you cut off my fingers, they will regrow? Again and again, cut them one hundred times, or thousands times, they will regrow. Feed me, and they grow back. Cut them off again, feed me again, they'll grow again.
One thousand minus [ UNKNOWN ] [ yeah, kaneki isn't typing. He is talking, and the communicator is writing it down for him. But when he is just mumbles, the program can't decipher it ]
[ UNKNOWN ] eat [ UNKNOWN ] alright.
I'm alright.
With all of that, I think there is too much of a monster in me to ignore it, Will. "Different worlds" is not a good enough excuse anymore.
No, I don't know how monstrous the sight is. I can only imagine. [Does...Ken want him...to watch...this...? God, this is the best cannibalistic romance tactic THERE EVER FUCKING WAS.] You're welcome to think whatever you want of yourself, Ken, but you'll find it's not always possible to change what someone else thinks of you. Or how they feel about you. Gets even more muddled when you base that on what your body is capable of, whether or not you revel in its abilities. And sometimes, the more you shove an idea down someone's throat, the more you make it so they're less inclined to swallow.
[ how ghouls seduce each other: cut off their fingers and grow them back in front of the other cannibal ]
Different worlds. It helps them to see other people's stories as easier to accept. Because it never happened to them, it's just a story, like a book, like a movie, like a nightmare. Not real.
Until it happens to them. Dorian sees me as a monster. It happened to him. So it's what it is.
It sounds naive, though. To only really see it when it happens to you.
Will, why aren't you afraid of me? You read the file. You know what I can do. You know how fucked up I am. How fucked up I can be.
[He's seeing enough right now, thanks. Getting into pure empathy is, however, not a fun conversation. So:]
You haven't given me any reason to be afraid, Ken. Just because I'm not afraid doesn't mean I'm not aware.
[Like how he's aware that, when walking on the side of a street trafficked by cars, there is some risk one might veer and take him down. Or when he goes over a bridge, it could crumble. Or how he's aware drinking might ruin his liver later on in life. But comparing Ken to inanimate objects, or the people behind them, or nature taking its toll at an unexpected moment, doesn't seem the best course of action.]
I've lived enough of my life in fear. I didn't enjoy it. I don't have a desire to repeat it when I don't have to.
[It would take a lot. And if he ever gave Will reason to fear, it would be enough for him to have to make a call. Ken would have to go so far it couldn't be contained between the two of them, in good faith.
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We're from different worlds. I try to keep that in mind whenever I talk to someone I don't know. I can't know their social norms and customs. What's rude or polite where I'm from could be the reverse to them, or something they've never heard of, and the same goes for me.
People might not consider you a monster because, in their world, you wouldn't be. Or people might not consider you a monster because they don't think in such terms, or because they view monsters as something else. [Or because they consider themselves the bigger monster, he doesn't add.]
Judging others, too, based on the world one knows without taking into account that things are different across the table, to me, says a whole lot more about the person passing judgment than the person they're passing it on.
1/idk GO WITH IT BB
However, Kaneki IS a monster. He has accepted this. ]
Did you know if you cut off my fingers, they will regrow? Again and again, cut them one hundred times, or thousands times, they will regrow. Feed me, and they grow back. Cut them off again, feed me again, they'll grow again.
Again
again
again
again
its a truly monstrous sight you know
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ill go blind for a bit
its temporary
sight is back soon after
do it as many times youd like
just the same
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hear it munch away
munch munch
chomp chomp
give me flesh
itll heal
and while still inside
itll keep going
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get hurt and eat again
dont die
never die
never
stay alive
do it all again
how monstrous
DONE
[ UNKNOWN ] eat [ UNKNOWN ] alright.
I'm alright.
With all of that, I think there is too much of a monster in me to ignore it, Will. "Different worlds" is not a good enough excuse anymore.
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No, I don't know how monstrous the sight is. I can only imagine. [Does...Ken want him...to watch...this...? God, this is the best cannibalistic romance tactic THERE EVER FUCKING WAS.] You're welcome to think whatever you want of yourself, Ken, but you'll find it's not always possible to change what someone else thinks of you. Or how they feel about you. Gets even more muddled when you base that on what your body is capable of, whether or not you revel in its abilities.
And sometimes, the more you shove an idea down someone's throat, the more you make it so they're less inclined to swallow.
[cannibal speech for $500, alex]
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Different worlds.
It helps them to see other people's stories as easier to accept. Because it never happened to them, it's just a story, like a book, like a movie, like a nightmare. Not real.
Until it happens to them. Dorian sees me as a monster. It happened to him. So it's what it is.
It sounds naive, though. To only really see it when it happens to you.
Will, why aren't you afraid of me? You read the file. You know what I can do. You know how fucked up I am. How fucked up I can be.
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You haven't given me any reason to be afraid, Ken. Just because I'm not afraid doesn't mean I'm not aware.
[Like how he's aware that, when walking on the side of a street trafficked by cars, there is some risk one might veer and take him down. Or when he goes over a bridge, it could crumble. Or how he's aware drinking might ruin his liver later on in life. But comparing Ken to inanimate objects, or the people behind them, or nature taking its toll at an unexpected moment, doesn't seem the best course of action.]
I've lived enough of my life in fear. I didn't enjoy it. I don't have a desire to repeat it when I don't have to.
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[ to be afraid. ]
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[It would take a lot. And if he ever gave Will reason to fear, it would be enough for him to have to make a call. Ken would have to go so far it couldn't be contained between the two of them, in good faith.
Ken doesn't need that.]