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[myfavoritemurder]

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[myfavoritemurder]

Both. And because she deserves it.

[lifetothefullest]

I can't argue with that.

But don't you deserve more than this? More than to have your life be entirely devoted to and dependent on what happens to her?

[myfavoritemurder]

[That question throws her for a loop, for a moment. No one, including herself, has ever asked her anything like it.

But then she has her answer.]

No. What else could I want?

[lifetothefullest]

Anything. Have you ever thought about it?

[He knows she probably hasn't, because he remembers the first time as a child that someone asked him what he wanted to do with his life; he hadn't had an answer because he'd never really been given the chance to consider it. It's a difficult shift to make in thinking, and it doesn't happen quickly, but it starts with just knowing that you have the choice at all.]

[myfavoritemurder]

I don't have to. I don't want anything else. I don't care about anything else. Her suffering is the only thing that matters, do you understand me? Everything else is meaningless, and I feel nothing for any of it.

[lifetothefullest]

Is she here?

[myfavoritemurder]

She's back in the world of the living.

[lifetothefullest]

In your world?

[myfavoritemurder]

Yes. So I'll find my way back, and when she dies and comes to Tartarus, I'll track her down.

[lifetothefullest]

What about in the time between? Is there any reason you can't do something else with your life while you're waiting for her?

[myfavoritemurder]

When I said I care about nothing else, did you think I was lying?

[lifetothefullest]

No, I think you mean it. But I don't think that's something that necessarily has to stay that way, especially when it wouldn't be detracting from your goal.

[myfavoritemurder]

Caring about things is hard when you can't feel anything, darling. I think this theory of yours is doomed.

[lifetothefullest]

There are different levels to not feeling anything.

But it's completely up to you to choose what to do. That's what got us into this conversation to begin with, right?

[myfavoritemurder]

I could slaughter everyone in this city without a second thought. What level of not feeling is that?

[lifetothefullest]

If you truly don't feel anything, why bother asking me at all?

[myfavoritemurder]

I'm proving a point.

[lifetothefullest]

Okay. Then I'll play along, but I have to ask whether you really wouldn't feel anything, or if you've just decided that what you might feel doesn't matter enough to let yourself feel it.

[myfavoritemurder]

Both.

[Never mind how contradictory that answer is!]

Nothing and nobody here deserves any of my feelings.

[lifetothefullest]

[Yeah he won't point that out but he'll just... Make a little note of it.]

Maybe not. That's your decision.

But it's yours to change, too, if you decide you'd like to do so in the future; it isn't something that's beyond you, or that you're incapable of.

[myfavoritemurder]

Give yourself some time to get to know me. You'll change your mind.

[lifetothefullest]

Perhaps.

[He doesn't think arguing with her is going to achieve anything; he hopes she might think about this conversation a little and slowly start to change her mind, but pressuring her won't achieve anything. So instead--]

Thanks for answering my questions.

[myfavoritemurder]

You're not welcome.

[Callisto: violent, sadistic, and an emotional seven-year-old.]