[Oh, goddess of the deeps, Nihlus is trying for patience but he's hungover and it was like talking to a spirits-damned wall.]
This isn't about you. This was never your decision to make, never your responsibility. Rinzler is an autonomous being who committed murders out of his own fucking poor decision making skills. His history of brainfuckery is really unfortunate, but he still killed J. and Spearfall and that's on HIM.
Sure, people would have tried blaming you, but you literally had no real involvement in his life until you landed on this goddamn ship, what, about two months ago? Then out of pure blissful, flipping ignorance and those two months, you suddenly know him and program medicine well enough to try to coerce him into getting involuntary brain surgery after making an, undoubtedly very well supported, diagnosis of, ah, 'error'.
[Cue a deeply unimpressed mandible flick.]
There are less convoluted and ethically questionable ways to make sure your alienated, digital relation doesn't get killed because of poorly planned vigilantism, you know, that, right?
[Nihlus bites his words back after that. He was slipping back to his merc accent again and this was getting too damn emotional. To him, the decision could never have been right in the first place, but there was something he was missing from Alan's perspective.]
What in the world ever made you think any of this was an error that could just be edited like that, anyways?
[The people who'd never interacted with Rinzler he could understand. The people who only saw Rinzler's violent side, he understands perfectly. But why did Alan think this?]
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This isn't about you. This was never your decision to make, never your responsibility. Rinzler is an autonomous being who committed murders out of his own fucking poor decision making skills. His history of brainfuckery is really unfortunate, but he still killed J. and Spearfall and that's on HIM.
Sure, people would have tried blaming you, but you literally had no real involvement in his life until you landed on this goddamn ship, what, about two months ago? Then out of pure blissful, flipping ignorance and those two months, you suddenly know him and program medicine well enough to try to coerce him into getting involuntary brain surgery after making an, undoubtedly very well supported, diagnosis of, ah, 'error'.
[Cue a deeply unimpressed mandible flick.]
There are less convoluted and ethically questionable ways to make sure your alienated, digital relation doesn't get killed because of poorly planned vigilantism, you know, that, right?
[Nihlus bites his words back after that. He was slipping back to his merc accent again and this was getting too damn emotional. To him, the decision could never have been right in the first place, but there was something he was missing from Alan's perspective.]
What in the world ever made you think any of this was an error that could just be edited like that, anyways?
[The people who'd never interacted with Rinzler he could understand. The people who only saw Rinzler's violent side, he understands perfectly. But why did Alan think this?]