[He takes long sips of the noodles and broth as he considers this. Is it? Yoosung isn't sure... because for one thing, the candle wax melts down at different speeds. Yuuki is leaning on him, right now, but he can also lean back in return. They can hold each other, and what does Mitarai have to make up for that? Gogol, maybe... but he doesn't know enough about them together to consider that a guarantee. And Mitarai is acting strange. He's embracing all of these little wounds, that would have normally made him give up.
Yoosung recognizes this as finding the strength of destruction in selfless love, the way he would so desperately love a coordinator who'd gone out of his reach. Maybe it's not so surprising that this man who wanted to destroy humanity to save them would wind up this way. It's not even such a bad thing to be, in Yoosung's opinion, since that's basically how he's living now too. Misery loves company, so he can certainly see his point. But if he encourages it, won't he be like Saeran... he doesn't want that...]
...Listen, Mitarai. I can't let you do that. I mean - [He points at his temple with the spoon for a moment before dipping it back into the soup.] I basically have a separate brain to process all this stuff.
[Sort of a lie. The augmented part of his mind really only helps him think fast enough to read the codes without losing focus in his human brain. But it's an excuse for why they couldn't do it "together."]
Plus in the end, I can only diagnose our codes, not repair them. Prevention is the only method I can use. You said you admired me for this... so won't you let me do it? Don't get bugs for my sake. If you get hurt...
[His eyes break contact and shift downward. He doesn't want him to take this the wrong way, but how else can he put it? He just mumbles.]
...I'll hurt too.
[He takes another sip of soup, with his gaze still lowered.]
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Yoosung recognizes this as finding the strength of destruction in selfless love, the way he would so desperately love a coordinator who'd gone out of his reach. Maybe it's not so surprising that this man who wanted to destroy humanity to save them would wind up this way. It's not even such a bad thing to be, in Yoosung's opinion, since that's basically how he's living now too. Misery loves company, so he can certainly see his point. But if he encourages it, won't he be like Saeran... he doesn't want that...]
...Listen, Mitarai. I can't let you do that. I mean - [He points at his temple with the spoon for a moment before dipping it back into the soup.] I basically have a separate brain to process all this stuff.
[Sort of a lie. The augmented part of his mind really only helps him think fast enough to read the codes without losing focus in his human brain. But it's an excuse for why they couldn't do it "together."]
Plus in the end, I can only diagnose our codes, not repair them. Prevention is the only method I can use. You said you admired me for this... so won't you let me do it? Don't get bugs for my sake. If you get hurt...
[His eyes break contact and shift downward. He doesn't want him to take this the wrong way, but how else can he put it? He just mumbles.]
...I'll hurt too.
[He takes another sip of soup, with his gaze still lowered.]
Sorry to pull the AI card, though...