[Shunning Guzma was certainly an idea that's crossed Nanu's mind before. Just dealing with him from time to time was enough, but his antics had never caused this level of malicious pain before—not even back when the only world they knew was their own. And considering who it affected, shunning wasn't good enough. Shunning wouldn't have told Guzma anything except that he'd won his one-sided game, and it definitely wouldn't have gotten him to realize exactly what pain he had carelessly inflicted. Revenge is a hell of a drug.]
[It just so happens that the eventual solution went hand-in-hand with baring Nanu's darkest and most well-kept secret. And the aforementioned regret he's already starting to feel stems largely from the decision being a split-second, emotionally driven one. Guzma's change of heart is ultimately what they both needed, but a side-effect of Nanu's brand of equally malicious revenge. It's what he truly wanted, deep down. He just needs to come to terms with Guzma's new insight into Nanu's mind.]
[The admission of his self-awareness is, admittedly, nice. Any self-awareness at all is a sad sort of refreshing in his presence. Nanu doesn't know if this has always been something that Guzma's known on some sort of level in the back of that hard head of his, or if it's a completely new concept earned from his experience back home. Either way, the price it takes to reveal is way too high.]
[The honesty is refreshing, too—though it feels more like a sudden splash of cold water. Ultimately, it ends up feeling nice on a hot summer day, but the initial impact is still a biting shock to your system.]
You think you and your gang are the only ones? [Nanu makes a noise between a snort and a scoff.] I've lived off of morbid quips for years.
[And then a sigh.] And believe me, I know what it's like to take things too far.
[But not...that far. Though, even if he had...]
Thing is, if you hadn't acted like a child once you realized your mistake, we wouldn't have had to have this little song and dance. [Guzma just said he's not making excuses, but Nanu still feels like it needs saying out loud.] Anabel doesn't like you, but if you had just avoided doubling-down and blaming her for believing exactly what only you would know...
[Yeah, he gets it. It's hard not to really rub in the fact, though. He goes quiet for a pause after trailing off, opening his eyes to contemplate the sky again—visible again since their scuffle, he notices.]
But that's hard for you not to do, isn't it.
[Still not accusatory. It's not a direct question, either, but it's implied.]
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[It just so happens that the eventual solution went hand-in-hand with baring Nanu's darkest and most well-kept secret. And the aforementioned regret he's already starting to feel stems largely from the decision being a split-second, emotionally driven one. Guzma's change of heart is ultimately what they both needed, but a side-effect of Nanu's brand of equally malicious revenge. It's what he truly wanted, deep down. He just needs to come to terms with Guzma's new insight into Nanu's mind.]
[The admission of his self-awareness is, admittedly, nice. Any self-awareness at all is a sad sort of refreshing in his presence. Nanu doesn't know if this has always been something that Guzma's known on some sort of level in the back of that hard head of his, or if it's a completely new concept earned from his experience back home. Either way, the price it takes to reveal is way too high.]
[The honesty is refreshing, too—though it feels more like a sudden splash of cold water. Ultimately, it ends up feeling nice on a hot summer day, but the initial impact is still a biting shock to your system.]
You think you and your gang are the only ones? [Nanu makes a noise between a snort and a scoff.] I've lived off of morbid quips for years.
[And then a sigh.] And believe me, I know what it's like to take things too far.
[But not...that far. Though, even if he had...]
Thing is, if you hadn't acted like a child once you realized your mistake, we wouldn't have had to have this little song and dance. [Guzma just said he's not making excuses, but Nanu still feels like it needs saying out loud.] Anabel doesn't like you, but if you had just avoided doubling-down and blaming her for believing exactly what only you would know...
[Yeah, he gets it. It's hard not to really rub in the fact, though. He goes quiet for a pause after trailing off, opening his eyes to contemplate the sky again—visible again since their scuffle, he notices.]
But that's hard for you not to do, isn't it.
[Still not accusatory. It's not a direct question, either, but it's implied.]