I've never experienced one. Though back home, I know it was nearly Christmas.
[He watches Pal rustle through the papers. He understands what's going on but he can't some to understand how it makes him feel. It makes him feel like he's cared for, but also seen>/i> in a way that makes him slightly uncomfortable.
Still, he thinks of Midoriya and extended hands.]
I... understand that you are showing me kindness after everything that has happened. It's... I'm glad for it.
[This as he arranges the papers by color, sorting them into little piles. Primarily featuring red, yellow-gold, white, and blue, but there are a bunch of other colors there because he did cut these out of a construction paper package for children.]
The ribbons are gone, but we'll find some string. Viktor has string somewhere, [yes?? Viktor please help find the string,] and then we can take it outside.
[And okay, it seems we're just talking about this directly, he can respect that.]
Good; that's the point. We'd have done this even without an incident behind us, anyway.
[a shrug about christmas, viktor hasn't the slightest clue either. he assumes an earth thing.
he can go get string though, lifting himself by pressing a hand on pal's shoulder. before he heads to find something he pauses, glances back. frankly he prefers if they're just upfront about it all.]
He is right, if you had missed the festival simply for mistaking the time we would still offer this. Though in this case yes, you deserve some kindness after everything.
[and he points at kaworu] Try the mochi. [off he goes to get string though from nearby, he'll be back soon.]
It's a celebration, it was common in the west but even celebrated in places like Japan. There are bright lights and in pictures, everyone seems to be smiling. Humans have celebrations to create reasons to be happy.
[He takes a piece of paper. He's never wished for anything. There's never been anything to wish for. He'd always been made of grasping desire and burning resentment.
How does he create reasons to be happy?]
...I caused misery for others. How can I be deserving of kindness after what I've done?
[He takes the mochi but doesn't eat it, like he's worried it might lodge itself in his throat due to being unworthy of eating such a nice thing.]
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[He watches Pal rustle through the papers. He understands what's going on but he can't some to understand how it makes him feel. It makes him feel like he's cared for, but also seen>/i> in a way that makes him slightly uncomfortable.
Still, he thinks of Midoriya and extended hands.]
I... understand that you are showing me kindness after everything that has happened. It's... I'm glad for it.
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[This as he arranges the papers by color, sorting them into little piles. Primarily featuring red, yellow-gold, white, and blue, but there are a bunch of other colors there because he did cut these out of a construction paper package for children.]
The ribbons are gone, but we'll find some string. Viktor has string somewhere, [yes?? Viktor please help find the string,] and then we can take it outside.
[And okay, it seems we're just talking about this directly, he can respect that.]
Good; that's the point. We'd have done this even without an incident behind us, anyway.
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he can go get string though, lifting himself by pressing a hand on pal's shoulder. before he heads to find something he pauses, glances back. frankly he prefers if they're just upfront about it all.]
He is right, if you had missed the festival simply for mistaking the time we would still offer this. Though in this case yes, you deserve some kindness after everything.
[and he points at kaworu] Try the mochi. [off he goes to get string though from nearby, he'll be back soon.]
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[He takes a piece of paper. He's never wished for anything. There's never been anything to wish for. He'd always been made of grasping desire and burning resentment.
How does he create reasons to be happy?]
...I caused misery for others. How can I be deserving of kindness after what I've done?
[He takes the mochi but doesn't eat it, like he's worried it might lodge itself in his throat due to being unworthy of eating such a nice thing.]
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[Bleak. He glances at the mochi and then pointedly does not, like maybe Kaworu will eat it if nobody is pointing it out to him.]
And, anyway, it's subjective. I don't think you're a lost cause, and here we are.