"It counts. It's just a little extended. It should be an easy month for you, at least. I don't really see me deciding to go on a rampage or anything this month." Some inmates were ... absolutely the sort who needed to be locked in a prison. How much they'd gain from all of this he didn't know.
That's an interesting way to put what Archer was up to, and Angeal pauses, rolling it around in his mind. He remembered every major battle he'd been in, and Archer honestly didn't look THAT much older than he was. "I see. Better than going to the highest bidder, if you don't mind me saying so. How long ago was that? You can't be older than thirty, thirty five."
Archer hums at that. Neither of the Inmates he was paired with in the past were prone to rampages. That didn't mean things were easy. Just challenging in a different way.
"There are some things that happen on this ship - and off it - that none of us can predict. Though I do appreciate that."
To the other points, well...
"There were benefits and drawbacks. I did what I felt was right, but ultimately, that sort of lifestyle is confusing - and terrifying - even to the people you're trying to help. It's much easier to understand someone who has a price - especially when they have abilities that you don't."
The path of the superhero always leads to an unpleasant end.
"And appearances can be deceiving. I lived to be in my late 20's or early 30's - but it's quite impossible to measure the period of time that came after. Millenia, I would say, but I can only estimate."
He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning back a little against the counter. Whether or not this sort of exchange is strictly necessary, it's still interesting to find out about. Archer had not really discussed who he was or where he was from, that hadn't been needed in order for htem to do their jobs onboard the ship.
"...I can understand that one. But you did it anyway, that takes honor." People who would be afraid of something much stronger than them, and the mysteries of unknown motivations. As many people were afraid of SOLDIER as adored them, after all. One black eyebrow rises at the idea that he's possibly a thousand years old or more. "You don't look that old. Tell me your skin care routine."
He probably doesn't want to know Archer's skin care routine.
"Honor wasn't the driving force that pushed me to do what I did."
He doesn't sound annoyed, but it's a very firm correction. The reason he'd thrown himself into conflicts was more foolish than simple adopting a set of principles. He just couldn't stand to see people sad. It was entirely childish and largely based in trauma he'd experienced early in life. A broken man striving to fix a world that was even more shattered than he'd ever been.
He doesn't see a reason to share any of that right now, but...maybe one day.
"As for my skin care routine," he says in a very matter of fact tone," I hope you believe in ghosts and spirits. Because that's essentially what I am."
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That's an interesting way to put what Archer was up to, and Angeal pauses, rolling it around in his mind. He remembered every major battle he'd been in, and Archer honestly didn't look THAT much older than he was. "I see. Better than going to the highest bidder, if you don't mind me saying so. How long ago was that? You can't be older than thirty, thirty five."
He has no idea how Servants work.
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"There are some things that happen on this ship - and off it - that none of us can predict. Though I do appreciate that."
To the other points, well...
"There were benefits and drawbacks. I did what I felt was right, but ultimately, that sort of lifestyle is confusing - and terrifying - even to the people you're trying to help. It's much easier to understand someone who has a price - especially when they have abilities that you don't."
The path of the superhero always leads to an unpleasant end.
"And appearances can be deceiving. I lived to be in my late 20's or early 30's - but it's quite impossible to measure the period of time that came after. Millenia, I would say, but I can only estimate."
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"...I can understand that one. But you did it anyway, that takes honor." People who would be afraid of something much stronger than them, and the mysteries of unknown motivations. As many people were afraid of SOLDIER as adored them, after all. One black eyebrow rises at the idea that he's possibly a thousand years old or more. "You don't look that old. Tell me your skin care routine."
He probably doesn't want to know Archer's skin care routine.
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He doesn't sound annoyed, but it's a very firm correction. The reason he'd thrown himself into conflicts was more foolish than simple adopting a set of principles. He just couldn't stand to see people sad. It was entirely childish and largely based in trauma he'd experienced early in life. A broken man striving to fix a world that was even more shattered than he'd ever been.
He doesn't see a reason to share any of that right now, but...maybe one day.
"As for my skin care routine," he says in a very matter of fact tone," I hope you believe in ghosts and spirits. Because that's essentially what I am."