...yeah. I get that. Back when Khaji got reset, that was just the way he was, all the time. [ It was a bad time. He'd spent so long just trying not to be angry but it kept on bubbling out of him in fits and bursts, unable to see or sense anything but Khaji's unmitigated rage. Even now, he's not sure why that is; when he's reset, he should have been cold, clinical.
Maybe a part of him had known that something was missing. But even so, he knows what it's like, how when that's a part of you, there's almost nothing else you can sense or feel. For someone with Ruka's empathy, it must have been deafening.
That anger had been absent by the time Khaji had gotten to Jaime. He'd stayed there for longer than he thinks, hunched over himself, just giving himself time to have their mingled wash over each other; relief, possessiveness, a love so brilliant that Jaime no longer doubts it. They had felt the exact same thing in the moment, strong enough to make Jaime weep with it, but it'd been good. Right. After all this time, Jaime knows exactly where Khaji belongs.
It must have been so strange for Ruka. ]
He says you're welcome, by the way. You guys are friends now. And, um... he knows I wouldn't have wanted you to get hurt. Even if I was dead.
[ He's just relaying the message. Khaji wouldn't have shown the same restraint with all of Jaime's friends, but he knows the people that Jaime holds most dear. He wouldn't spit on Jaime's memory by hurting them. And Jaime's grateful for it. ]
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Maybe a part of him had known that something was missing. But even so, he knows what it's like, how when that's a part of you, there's almost nothing else you can sense or feel. For someone with Ruka's empathy, it must have been deafening.
That anger had been absent by the time Khaji had gotten to Jaime. He'd stayed there for longer than he thinks, hunched over himself, just giving himself time to have their mingled wash over each other; relief, possessiveness, a love so brilliant that Jaime no longer doubts it. They had felt the exact same thing in the moment, strong enough to make Jaime weep with it, but it'd been good. Right. After all this time, Jaime knows exactly where Khaji belongs.
It must have been so strange for Ruka. ]
He says you're welcome, by the way. You guys are friends now. And, um... he knows I wouldn't have wanted you to get hurt. Even if I was dead.
[ He's just relaying the message. Khaji wouldn't have shown the same restraint with all of Jaime's friends, but he knows the people that Jaime holds most dear. He wouldn't spit on Jaime's memory by hurting them. And Jaime's grateful for it. ]