No hope. No direction. No idea what to do at all. He felt so lost and confused and while there had been moments in the past where he'd felt like this, it'd been different. Back then he'd been Shiro. He'd had the team. There had always been a means of figuring out what to do and how to find his way. Now he was on his own. A clone without a purpose.
"I'm willing to do whatever I can to earn my keep," he said sincerely only to stop as she turned to face him, expression going neutral as he listened to what she had to say. He expected a threat. Something along the lines of 'If you're a risk we'll deal with you' because the Galra coding in him said that was the correct line of action.
But that wasn't her response.
She was willing to give him a chance. Willing to allow him the chance none of them would ever get.
Kuron's chest felt tight as he watched her look over the mound of broken tubes and bodies, an almost distressed look in his eyes as he too looked them over, unable to meet her gaze even as she looked back at him. How could she...why was she so willing to take a chance on him? His eyes lingered on one body then the next, taking in the sight of each of them before finally they settled on Lisa once more. She was putting a lot of faith in him; a lot of faith in the humanity she believed was in him and he...wanted to prove that it was there. He wanted nothing more than to prove that he was more than what he was made to be but there was always the chance that he wasn't. That he would just fall back into old habits or be triggered into action again.
"...Thank you," Kuron said softly, reaching out and taking her hand to give it a firm squeeze. "Thank you." For this chance. He would do everything he could not to ruin it. Without releasing her hand just yet he took his first step up onto the mound and over some of the rumble, still feeling off kilter--unsteady in his movements but he was, at the very least, a little more sure of his direction now.
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"I'm willing to do whatever I can to earn my keep," he said sincerely only to stop as she turned to face him, expression going neutral as he listened to what she had to say. He expected a threat. Something along the lines of 'If you're a risk we'll deal with you' because the Galra coding in him said that was the correct line of action.
But that wasn't her response.
She was willing to give him a chance. Willing to allow him the chance none of them would ever get.
Kuron's chest felt tight as he watched her look over the mound of broken tubes and bodies, an almost distressed look in his eyes as he too looked them over, unable to meet her gaze even as she looked back at him. How could she...why was she so willing to take a chance on him? His eyes lingered on one body then the next, taking in the sight of each of them before finally they settled on Lisa once more. She was putting a lot of faith in him; a lot of faith in the humanity she believed was in him and he...wanted to prove that it was there. He wanted nothing more than to prove that he was more than what he was made to be but there was always the chance that he wasn't. That he would just fall back into old habits or be triggered into action again.
"...Thank you," Kuron said softly, reaching out and taking her hand to give it a firm squeeze. "Thank you." For this chance. He would do everything he could not to ruin it. Without releasing her hand just yet he took his first step up onto the mound and over some of the rumble, still feeling off kilter--unsteady in his movements but he was, at the very least, a little more sure of his direction now.