[Perhaps because they had reached a point where there could be some real understanding between them if he wasn't being resistant
It's a start, he'll take it] My imaging technology is flawless, I'm sure you would be impressed. [Can you pat yourself on the back any harder?] I've already used these same sort of peripherals to project an entirely different environment so I'm sure you can understand the implications of just how much farther it can be taken. [Ok, maybe he can] I need information, not something intangible like faith.
[It would be a race to see who got to take them out first, the duelists or the Phantom thieves. If it was the thieves the sharp decline in opposition would be jarring] ... If combat takes place in the cognitive world, where are you buying weapons? [Baffled by that concept. Did someone dream up a weapons shop too? Though it hadn't been on the forefront of his mind, not having access to salons of any kind could lead to a sloppier looking set of refugees. Eventually people are going to need/want haircuts, etc.] They profess as much... [who cares]
... [Kaiba wanted to add something to drive the point home but refrained. The claim was made that it wasn't pity, but that didn't change how it felt]
[Had she been moved to tears again, he would have no idea how to deal with it. Before he could fool himself into thinking something else entirely had triggered it... and it would have been half right, but now the focus was clearly on his past]
Gozaburo needed an heir. [From what she said, he didn't think she knew about Noah, but why not? Give her another reason to despise the man, it was his skeleton not Seto's.] He... had one in his biological son, Noah. [He was diverting away from himself.. again] I didn't know about him at the time for one simple reason. He'd nearly died in a car accident- in fact his body wasn't salvageable. His consciousness was uploaded to a computer system. After a while Gozaburo completely abandoned that son and focused on me. [Suck it Noah]
... [It might have been wrong, but he didn't openly agree with her conclusion.] I don't have time for regrets, I really don't see the point in fixating on it. It's the future that matters to me. [There was so much that he wasn't saying. Of course he had some regrets but admitting them would be like proclaiming he was weak. That's the last word he wanted to associate with. There was a quiet moment shared between them that occurred naturally in any conversation...
.. what she came up with next surprised him, and he wished he had been sitting so he wouldn't have shown it quite so visibly. A small jolt, followed by looking aside after a slight darkening of his pale skin near his cheeks. It didn't happen often but it was a rare flash of embarrassment. Smart and talented he could have handled...After a little cough] Yes, well... but would I have had the discipline and the dedication? [Get it together... Taking a deep breath, he continued] The hours were long, and the assignments were never-ending... and yes. the ... punishments took multiple forms. I paid him back in full for the program, and that should fulfill the conditions of... whatever this is. [So he hoped]
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It's a start, he'll take it] My imaging technology is flawless, I'm sure you would be impressed. [Can you pat yourself on the back any harder?] I've already used these same sort of peripherals to project an entirely different environment so I'm sure you can understand the implications of just how much farther it can be taken. [Ok, maybe he can] I need information, not something intangible like faith.
[It would be a race to see who got to take them out first, the duelists or the Phantom thieves. If it was the thieves the sharp decline in opposition would be jarring] ... If combat takes place in the cognitive world, where are you buying weapons? [Baffled by that concept. Did someone dream up a weapons shop too? Though it hadn't been on the forefront of his mind, not having access to salons of any kind could lead to a sloppier looking set of refugees. Eventually people are going to need/want haircuts, etc.] They profess as much... [who cares]
... [Kaiba wanted to add something to drive the point home but refrained. The claim was made that it wasn't pity, but that didn't change how it felt]
[Had she been moved to tears again, he would have no idea how to deal with it. Before he could fool himself into thinking something else entirely had triggered it... and it would have been half right, but now the focus was clearly on his past]
Gozaburo needed an heir. [From what she said, he didn't think she knew about Noah, but why not? Give her another reason to despise the man, it was his skeleton not Seto's.] He... had one in his biological son, Noah. [He was diverting away from himself.. again] I didn't know about him at the time for one simple reason. He'd nearly died in a car accident- in fact his body wasn't salvageable. His consciousness was uploaded to a computer system. After a while Gozaburo completely abandoned that son and focused on me. [
Suck it Noah]... [It might have been wrong, but he didn't openly agree with her conclusion.] I don't have time for regrets, I really don't see the point in fixating on it. It's the future that matters to me. [There was so much that he wasn't saying. Of course he had some regrets but admitting them would be like proclaiming he was weak. That's the last word he wanted to associate with. There was a quiet moment shared between them that occurred naturally in any conversation...
.. what she came up with next surprised him, and he wished he had been sitting so he wouldn't have shown it quite so visibly. A small jolt, followed by looking aside after a slight darkening of his pale skin near his cheeks. It didn't happen often but it was a rare flash of embarrassment. Smart and talented he could have handled...After a little cough] Yes, well... but would I have had the discipline and the dedication? [Get it together... Taking a deep breath, he continued] The hours were long, and the assignments were never-ending... and yes. the ... punishments took multiple forms. I paid him back in full for the program, and that should fulfill the conditions of... whatever this is. [So he hoped]