[ Well, fuck. There it is, Kitsuragi. You're not meaning to investigate, but investigate you have, even if it's simply through stepping on all the landmines dotting Daniel's history, both recent and deep into the past. His wife, his abuser, the kids he's missing, the kids he's trying to save -- it's all woven into the same complicated tapestry, Daniel just one man of many working like he has the devil on his back to avoid having to look at it. ]
Fuck.
[ It's the only thing he can think to say at first but the word, quiet as it is, is certainly heartfelt. He renounces all previous considerate thoughts he had towards Daniel's wife. That it was his own abuser continuing the cycle all over again, but this time making his first - no, no, Daniel didn't have to be the first - watch a new generation of victims. ]
I'm sorry, Daniel. Nobody deserves that. What happened to you then, and what's happening to you now. [ It sounds like a platitude. That's because it is. What else can he say? He can see the way Daniel shrinks in on himself, like he's trying to make him small. As small as he was when this first began.
Kim puts a hand on Daniel's shoulder, looking him directly in the eye even if Daniel won't do the same. ]
If they didn't use such insidious tactics, they wouldn't get away with it as long as they do. They're good at making you feel exceptional. You couldn't have seen it. I'm only sorry that nobody intervened on your behalf the way you've intervened on your kids'.
[ Kim heard stories like this all the time, in juvie. He hated juvie because it was humiliating, infantilizing, being sent to go undercover as some kid as a grown man with years of loyal experience in the RCM. When he expresses his distaste, that's usually what he voices.
But this was the other half. Having to work with, against, alongside countless numbers of juveniles who were stuck spiraling the same drain, very rarely with any meaningful results. How were they to get out of the hole they found themselves in when even the adults around them had no recourse? Oh, the RCM said that they would help, but that did nothing for food, for work, for shelter, for companionship. It was exhausting.
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Fuck.
[ It's the only thing he can think to say at first but the word, quiet as it is, is certainly heartfelt. He renounces all previous considerate thoughts he had towards Daniel's wife. That it was his own abuser continuing the cycle all over again, but this time making his first - no, no, Daniel didn't have to be the first - watch a new generation of victims. ]
I'm sorry, Daniel. Nobody deserves that. What happened to you then, and what's happening to you now. [ It sounds like a platitude. That's because it is. What else can he say? He can see the way Daniel shrinks in on himself, like he's trying to make him small. As small as he was when this first began.
Kim puts a hand on Daniel's shoulder, looking him directly in the eye even if Daniel won't do the same. ]
If they didn't use such insidious tactics, they wouldn't get away with it as long as they do. They're good at making you feel exceptional. You couldn't have seen it. I'm only sorry that nobody intervened on your behalf the way you've intervened on your kids'.
[ Kim heard stories like this all the time, in juvie. He hated juvie because it was humiliating, infantilizing, being sent to go undercover as some kid as a grown man with years of loyal experience in the RCM. When he expresses his distaste, that's usually what he voices.
But this was the other half. Having to work with, against, alongside countless numbers of juveniles who were stuck spiraling the same drain, very rarely with any meaningful results. How were they to get out of the hole they found themselves in when even the adults around them had no recourse? Oh, the RCM said that they would help, but that did nothing for food, for work, for shelter, for companionship. It was exhausting.
He prefers working with corpses. ]