[Her expression shift from focused, vicious hunger to guilt, then struggle to return to normal. He understands she finds the information useful - Natsuno wouldn't have shared it if he didn't think so, too - but doesn't quite know what to make of that intense self loathing.
Honestly, if Clarke simply asks if they can use that, he'll probably agree. Natsuno objects to is being manipulated and having the decision made for him, but the idea of using that? It's fine. He's still a monster, no matter what they say, and his life matters much less.]
...yeah. And we just keep giving him what he wants.
[Himself included. He already regrets letting his anger drive him into something so childish and meaningless as flipping a table. Already regrets having emotions that aren't channeled into anything useful.
Attempting to squash those pesky feelings, he opens the captain's photo on his phone and - well.]
...I don't know what to say to that. [He shows it to Clarke. The freakish head wound is visible, but the captain is all warped like a creepypasta.]
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Honestly, if Clarke simply asks if they can use that, he'll probably agree. Natsuno objects to is being manipulated and having the decision made for him, but the idea of using that? It's fine. He's still a monster, no matter what they say, and his life matters much less.]
...yeah. And we just keep giving him what he wants.
[Himself included. He already regrets letting his anger drive him into something so childish and meaningless as flipping a table. Already regrets having emotions that aren't channeled into anything useful.
Attempting to squash those pesky feelings, he opens the captain's photo on his phone and - well.]
...I don't know what to say to that. [He shows it to Clarke. The freakish head wound is visible, but the captain is all warped like a creepypasta.]