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[ That is one of the few things that all great philosophers are inclined to agree on. Hiyori could never lead such contented life. He loves humans far too much to stop trying to understand them. He's far too afraid to stop looking all around him.
He could stop there and that might prove to be better, as he has no real stake in the end result of this person's life. But he's come this far already. Those little twitches, those hints of irritation, that struggle to avoid reacting - all those little things make him want to push more.
He's already disliked, already made himself something foreign and uncomfortable, and so he sees no reason not to satisfy his curiosity. ]
I learn something new with each interaction, from each work I consume, and in doing so I am able to expand my view of the world. By encountering other views, I can strengthen my own by challenging them, or otherwise adjust them.
[ He offers a vague gesture to signify that this is one such example, though which category it might fall into in the end he leaves for the other to guess at. ]
If I find myself to be in a precarious situation, that isn't for having listened and considered. Those people are dangerous whether or not I believe them to be so - I'll simply have become aware of it.
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[Dangerous. He's dangerous and that's-
Exciting. Makes every word weave and ebb into his mind like threads tying him to reality. No zoning out. No missteps allowed. Every word has meaning and every reaction is noted, in the same way he's sure Hiyori is watching him.
He keeps his face pleasant. Neutral. Cautious and curious.]
What do you think I'm learning from my interactions with you?
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[ He lists the options slowly, in the low voice that suggests one is giving careful consideration to something. There's a twinkle of amusement in his eyes though, just a touch humored as he comes to a conclusion, ]
Could it perhaps be that we're getting to know each other?
[ A little of this, a little of that, but nothing of real note about the organization - nothing more than they choose to let on. It's of comparatively little interest to a singular person of interest though; organizations and hierarchies can be sorted out, goals and methods unpacked, but people are far more difficult. They're at once the easiest puzzle to solve and the most difficult. And much as authors wish for their riddles to be solved, so too do people wish for others to find the answer - to see them. It is, then, far more important to learn from one's interactions.
None of which is suggested in his light tone, just a bit teasing, but pleased with the suggestion. ]
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He wants to break Hiyori's high and mighty words and crush that smile with his own bare hands. The question was rhetorical - he should've expected an equally inane response to a request that had no real answer, but somehow-
Or maybe it was always going to be an irritation, whatever Hiyori said. Whether it was wrong, right or any other bullshit in between.]
I think we are. In fact, it feels like I learn more about you every day. What a deep honor it is to have you as a mentor.
[The words are coated in honey and laced with arsenic. His body moving from his sitting position, to stand off towards the side of the room. He feigns eyeing a patient, as if checking on them. Not that he gives two shits about their status.]
Please know that I will continue watching you for as long as I'm able. There's still so much to learn after all.