[ Please, gush about family! He prefers that, loves hearing it, compared to the more mournful stuff... or hating family. Or wanting to die. Things he doesn't understand, doesn't know how to understand, even as his lack of full recollection of his own life means there are things he simply doesn't know he doesn't know involved with all of that. ]
Good, evil... it's all from a human perspective, isn't it? I don't know how it is elsewhere, but back home, someone told me demons are born from the shadows in human hearts. They're only given form because people have given them life from their own dark thoughts, fears, and natures. Humans are some of the scariest people around, in that sense.
[ Said more quietly, because yes, he's fought and dealt with demons of different kinds, but he's friends with more, quietly understanding the harmlessness of others, and studiously avoiding a certain fuzzy eyeball with a giant appetite. These are all topics more complicated than a black and white good or evil. ]
Murasame? I wouldn't say well trained is a word that applies to him...
[ Murasame's head whips around and he quarks a denial at Shino: ]
Not trained!
[ Just very fond of his bearer, and that fierce love is not always a good thing; it is theorised to be Shino's doom in the end, if or when it turns sour, or when it's great enough to turn to fear and devour him whole.
But who wants to think about that? Not him! Nor how he, technically, isn't human by scent or spiritual feeling. He's human in his heart and mind, and that's what matters. ]
See? He's just a greedy thing. Always trying to steal my meat or eat strange things!
[ Which then Shino ends up taking in but he's never going to think hard on how any of that works, because who wants to think about what a demon you host in your body does with the things it eats when it, well, is hosted in your body. ]
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Good, evil... it's all from a human perspective, isn't it? I don't know how it is elsewhere, but back home, someone told me demons are born from the shadows in human hearts. They're only given form because people have given them life from their own dark thoughts, fears, and natures. Humans are some of the scariest people around, in that sense.
[ Said more quietly, because yes, he's fought and dealt with demons of different kinds, but he's friends with more, quietly understanding the harmlessness of others, and studiously avoiding a certain fuzzy eyeball with a giant appetite. These are all topics more complicated than a black and white good or evil. ]
Murasame? I wouldn't say well trained is a word that applies to him...
[ Murasame's head whips around and he quarks a denial at Shino: ]
Not trained!
[ Just very fond of his bearer, and that fierce love is not always a good thing; it is theorised to be Shino's doom in the end, if or when it turns sour, or when it's great enough to turn to fear and devour him whole.
But who wants to think about that? Not him! Nor how he, technically, isn't human by scent or spiritual feeling. He's human in his heart and mind, and that's what matters. ]
See? He's just a greedy thing. Always trying to steal my meat or eat strange things!
[ Which then Shino ends up taking in but he's never going to think hard on how any of that works, because who wants to think about what a demon you host in your body does with the things it eats when it, well, is hosted in your body. ]