[Sets Espio on his head, and whistles to himself thoughtfully.]
Okay, I need some distance from the people. So we're going for a walk.
[So he can think through the words to use.]
And you're right. He doesn't want to like you, eh. Because liking you means hurting you. Because liking you means hurting him. And aye, that's immature, but he spent too many years alone after being stabbed in the back.
What if Shadow instead of being some psycho sick of the Special Zone had been one of you? And what if you had died from it? And what if because he killed you, the rest of the Chaotix tried to avenge you, stop him, and failed?
I hope my best friend is not so stupid as to blame himself, but I know most of my family still does. Ace did. [Closes his eyes and thinks more.] Everyone seems to think they should have known that Blackbeard was a bad seed. That he was plotting, that he wasn't to be trusted.
But wouldn't that mean distrusting fellow nakama? Thatch has been hurt in the worst ways possible. All his problems are bubbling just below the surface where I can't reach them. The thing is though, you, and Grell, and Toby, you can. You can help. But not if he won't let you. And he won't because he's like Toby was. He's scared to death of hurting anyone else, especially those who try to help him, understood? I'm not going to ask you to fight your way through to him, that's my place. And I always will.
Thatch was my you when we were younger. I was a lot like Toby back then. Wild, barely human, I wanted to believe I could be alone, even when I knew I could not. Even now, there are times when the phoenix part of me wants to take over and I wish to ignore that I'm still a little bit human, that I'm still a man with family and responsibility. Thatch pulled me through that. He befriended me as a bird and taught me how to be human. But it was like you. It wasn't just being human, it was to not be afraid of people. To learn how to interact with that, all right?
I assure you Espio, we don't do token comments to satisfy anyone. Namur isn't even capable and Thatch is too much of a jerk. We are merely dealing with a lot of our own things, and as such, not as supportive as we would like to be okay?
He's jealous. You are young, happy, in love, and with a bright future ahead of you that he feels he does not have. I don't know how to reach into that darkness completely, you'll have to trust your instincts, but if he truly wasn't willing to make any effort? He wouldn't be here. He would have run away a long time ago. He's wanted to bolt a hundred times, I can see it, because I'm the same way. But he's staying. For me, and because deep down, beyond the darkness, he's not that weak.
Do me a favor, and keep trying, eh? You'll wear him out before you know it. And if you can provoke an argument in him that's good.
[Sighs and rubs the back of his neck.] Poor Namur... According to him Thatch was even worse before they came here. I didn't think that was possible, eh?
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Okay, I need some distance from the people. So we're going for a walk.
[So he can think through the words to use.]
And you're right. He doesn't want to like you, eh. Because liking you means hurting you. Because liking you means hurting him. And aye, that's immature, but he spent too many years alone after being stabbed in the back.
What if Shadow instead of being some psycho sick of the Special Zone had been one of you? And what if you had died from it? And what if because he killed you, the rest of the Chaotix tried to avenge you, stop him, and failed?
I hope my best friend is not so stupid as to blame himself, but I know most of my family still does. Ace did. [Closes his eyes and thinks more.] Everyone seems to think they should have known that Blackbeard was a bad seed. That he was plotting, that he wasn't to be trusted.
But wouldn't that mean distrusting fellow nakama? Thatch has been hurt in the worst ways possible. All his problems are bubbling just below the surface where I can't reach them. The thing is though, you, and Grell, and Toby, you can. You can help. But not if he won't let you. And he won't because he's like Toby was. He's scared to death of hurting anyone else, especially those who try to help him, understood? I'm not going to ask you to fight your way through to him, that's my place. And I always will.
Thatch was my you when we were younger. I was a lot like Toby back then. Wild, barely human, I wanted to believe I could be alone, even when I knew I could not. Even now, there are times when the phoenix part of me wants to take over and I wish to ignore that I'm still a little bit human, that I'm still a man with family and responsibility. Thatch pulled me through that. He befriended me as a bird and taught me how to be human. But it was like you. It wasn't just being human, it was to not be afraid of people. To learn how to interact with that, all right?
I assure you Espio, we don't do token comments to satisfy anyone. Namur isn't even capable and Thatch is too much of a jerk. We are merely dealing with a lot of our own things, and as such, not as supportive as we would like to be okay?
He's jealous. You are young, happy, in love, and with a bright future ahead of you that he feels he does not have. I don't know how to reach into that darkness completely, you'll have to trust your instincts, but if he truly wasn't willing to make any effort? He wouldn't be here. He would have run away a long time ago. He's wanted to bolt a hundred times, I can see it, because I'm the same way. But he's staying. For me, and because deep down, beyond the darkness, he's not that weak.
Do me a favor, and keep trying, eh? You'll wear him out before you know it. And if you can provoke an argument in him that's good.
[Sighs and rubs the back of his neck.] Poor Namur... According to him Thatch was even worse before they came here. I didn't think that was possible, eh?