[He knows Mephisto can’t lie, and that’s what makes hearing this so very painful. All of these atrocities, committed by the man he’s sworn his very life to...but can he really be all that upset when Mori was guilty of plenty of terrible shit as well? Not to mention the lives Chuuya himself had taken, and all the families the Port Mafia had no doubt torn apart from their activities. He’s no saint, and he never claimed to be, but this...
Human experimentation...well. It hits a little close to home.]
I don’t have to say it, do I? How I feel about using human beings as guinea pigs. Even if they were clones.
[Mephisto had been trying to save Lucifer, his brother, and Chuuya has to respect that. He’d also tried to spare the world from destruction, and Chuuya can’t fault him for that either. In the end, despite the terrible things he’d done, he hadn’t achieved his ultimate goal, and had to watch Lucifer go insane anyway.
...]
You really have been paying for it, huh?
[Chuuya removes his hat and sets it aside before running his fingers through his hair. This is so much to process, but in the end he’s glad Mephisto had told him, even if he’s still unsure what to think.]
I get it now. Why you didn’t wanna talk about this before, and why you didn’t like what I said, so.
[He glances away, expression softening.]
Sorry.
[About his selfish bullshit comment, about asking so many questions about a past best left buried. And for never being able to truly understand the suffering of someone like Lucifer or Mephisto.]
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Human experimentation...well. It hits a little close to home.]
I don’t have to say it, do I? How I feel about using human beings as guinea pigs. Even if they were clones.
[Mephisto had been trying to save Lucifer, his brother, and Chuuya has to respect that. He’d also tried to spare the world from destruction, and Chuuya can’t fault him for that either. In the end, despite the terrible things he’d done, he hadn’t achieved his ultimate goal, and had to watch Lucifer go insane anyway.
...]
You really have been paying for it, huh?
[Chuuya removes his hat and sets it aside before running his fingers through his hair. This is so much to process, but in the end he’s glad Mephisto had told him, even if he’s still unsure what to think.]
I get it now. Why you didn’t wanna talk about this before, and why you didn’t like what I said, so.
[He glances away, expression softening.]
Sorry.
[About his selfish bullshit comment, about asking so many questions about a past best left buried. And for never being able to truly understand the suffering of someone like Lucifer or Mephisto.]