That you're competent. Secretive. You pride yourself on your abilities and closed off on your feelings. The less people know about you, the better it is for them.
（ pride — not quite, though he can imagine how that presumption would come about based on his conduct. it has never been his sin — which is perhaps why he was so unknowable to the other uchiha. ）
That's a very generous view.
（ and holding it makes erik dangerous — not in the traditional way he's accustomed to, but in the sense that he is taking care not to reveal all he knows. itachi is no stranger to having certain unsavory things about his history gutted and dragged out before a crowd for them to divine purpose in the viscous meat of them. and it isn't as if he would object to those on the ximilia being aware of the role he played in the downfall of his family — after all, he knew then that it would be an albatross around his neck until death claimed him, and expected neither mercy for nor freedom from its noose.
yet the ignorance of the ximilia's denizens has been a taste of what his life might be like if he succeeds in undoing what he regrets. a different path, a different way of being. it would necessitate he be a different man altogether — one who recalls what it is to let love in.
he has done well not to get too comfortable here. the cold reality of erik's knowledge may have broken him otherwise, and now he must tread carefully. ）
[ well, there are levels to pride. keeping to a certain level of competence is pride of a sort. either way, erik didn't want to seem too competent or knowledgeable about itachi. he doesn't think the man is a threat, but he didn't get this far by being complacent either. ]
I'm a generous guy. And it's the least I could do.
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That's a very generous view.
（ and holding it makes erik dangerous — not in the traditional way he's accustomed to, but in the sense that he is taking care not to reveal all he knows. itachi is no stranger to having certain unsavory things about his history gutted and dragged out before a crowd for them to divine purpose in the viscous meat of them. and it isn't as if he would object to those on the ximilia being aware of the role he played in the downfall of his family — after all, he knew then that it would be an albatross around his neck until death claimed him, and expected neither mercy for nor freedom from its noose.
yet the ignorance of the ximilia's denizens has been a taste of what his life might be like if he succeeds in undoing what he regrets. a different path, a different way of being. it would necessitate he be a different man altogether — one who recalls what it is to let love in.
he has done well not to get too comfortable here. the cold reality of erik's knowledge may have broken him otherwise, and now he must tread carefully. ）
Thank you for informing me.
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I'm a generous guy. And it's the least I could do.
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Until later.
（ sorry, he's abruptly vacating this convo, it's entirely too much for him right now. byeeeeee. ）