[That's the horrible thing - she can't argue with that. It seems like anyone here could become a murderer. Anyone could be driven towards impulses. Anyone could turn into...that.]
[Her hands grip into fists on her lap.]
Even so...it doesn't mean you should accept that its who you are. I won't accept it. If this place makes you a monster, it doesn't mean that's who you really are.
I killed Kumon's brother. I helped to kill Garou's mentor, and an old man Marceline knew. And then, I killed Kumon. I bashed in his head. And I didn't turn into anything. In the end, I was just me. Overwhelmed by emotions, out of control, but I was me.
There's no guarantee for me, either. Tonight, I could go to sleep, and murder someone.
But even with that...I don't think you or I, for that matter, should fall back on the thought that its a guillotine over our heads waiting to happen. It can happen. But the thought shouldn't control you.
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[...]
I am being literal. It changed me, physically, into a monster.
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I'm sorry, Su. That must have been horrifying.
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[her gaze stays on her hands.]
I can't help but wonder if it might happen again.
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...Why in the world would it happen again? Why do you think that?
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If I become a monster again tonight, and try to hurt someone...
[it IS a thursday, after all...]
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[Her hands grip into fists on her lap.]
Even so...it doesn't mean you should accept that its who you are. I won't accept it. If this place makes you a monster, it doesn't mean that's who you really are.
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...I don't want to hurt anyone.
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[She's silent for a moment.]
Doctor Su. Did I ever tell you what happened to me, that time that I disappeared with several of the others? Did I tell you?
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I killed Kumon's brother. I helped to kill Garou's mentor, and an old man Marceline knew. And then, I killed Kumon. I bashed in his head. And I didn't turn into anything. In the end, I was just me. Overwhelmed by emotions, out of control, but I was me.
[...]
So what does that make me, Su?
[Not an accusatory question. Just asking.]
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[she looks up at hot pants.]
It makes you stronger than this place... because it has not been able to twist your mind since then.
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But no guarantee it won't, either.
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But even with that...I don't think you or I, for that matter, should fall back on the thought that its a guillotine over our heads waiting to happen. It can happen. But the thought shouldn't control you.
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[she nods]
Even so, I... Miss Hot Pants? Will you promise me something?
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What is it, Su?
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In my right mind as I am now, I would never want to get away with it.
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[But there's no trace of hesitation when she says, seriously.]
I promise that. And... [Now a pause, looking at her.] Could you promise that for me, too?
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I promise you, I will.
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[the pact has been SEALED]
I don't want anyone hesitating. Not now. Not ever.
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We have to act decisively.