[It's somewhat surprising to hear Anila admit such, enough so that Donnie lifts his head, glancing out of the corner of his eye at her. The face she makes is a telling one, and if he weren't feeling so knotted up he might have laughed.
But there really isn't anything funny about it.
He's listening though. Even though he doesn't say anything else immediately, but then maybe that's good, because he's not trying to argue. But then he's tired of trying to make his point come across, exhausted from constantly pouring his heart out into words, only to have them ignored, brushed off as though they didn't matter. It doesn't particularly apply to Anila, and he supposes maybe he shouldn't have had such high hopes to convince Shockwave, knowing who he is. He'd taken the smallest comfort in knowing that at least this time, he and Anemone were fighting on the same side.]
...I know. And to him, it just seemed the most logical thing to do. It was...an opportunity. And to him, there wasn't any personal loss, only gain.
But what if we're not given a choice? Like when we went to Iskwiyac. We weren't there to find another relic of a Prime, but since we just happened to be there, we got drawn into things. That's where I almost lost Anemone! In a way, I think I still lost her, and I don't know that I can ever really get her back..!
[He looks at his hands, clenching them into tight fists, the flicker of anger stoked into something that swirls more prominently amidst the other mix of emotions, not that it hadn't always been there.]
I was given power that I never asked for, and all it does is keep taking, the more I have to use it. It would have taken more if I went through with the ritual, she wanted me to stop Shockwave from killing all those people, knowing it would have cost me.
[He takes in a shaky breath, letting his hands drop into his lap.]
But I would've tried anyway. Maybe she knew that. Greater outcomes and all that, I don't know. It's hard hoping when you know you're just being used.
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But there really isn't anything funny about it.
He's listening though. Even though he doesn't say anything else immediately, but then maybe that's good, because he's not trying to argue. But then he's tired of trying to make his point come across, exhausted from constantly pouring his heart out into words, only to have them ignored, brushed off as though they didn't matter. It doesn't particularly apply to Anila, and he supposes maybe he shouldn't have had such high hopes to convince Shockwave, knowing who he is. He'd taken the smallest comfort in knowing that at least this time, he and Anemone were fighting on the same side.]
...I know. And to him, it just seemed the most logical thing to do. It was...an opportunity. And to him, there wasn't any personal loss, only gain.
But what if we're not given a choice? Like when we went to Iskwiyac. We weren't there to find another relic of a Prime, but since we just happened to be there, we got drawn into things. That's where I almost lost Anemone! In a way, I think I still lost her, and I don't know that I can ever really get her back..!
[He looks at his hands, clenching them into tight fists, the flicker of anger stoked into something that swirls more prominently amidst the other mix of emotions, not that it hadn't always been there.]
I was given power that I never asked for, and all it does is keep taking, the more I have to use it. It would have taken more if I went through with the ritual, she wanted me to stop Shockwave from killing all those people, knowing it would have cost me.
[He takes in a shaky breath, letting his hands drop into his lap.]
But I would've tried anyway. Maybe she knew that. Greater outcomes and all that, I don't know. It's hard hoping when you know you're just being used.