[Sonic waits. He's already made his decision that he's willing to wait for Neo, or at the very least willing to be patient. He's never been good at that, but he wants to try. For whatever this all is, whatever it turns into in the end. If it doesn't, if it does, it doesn't matter to Sonic really. He wants Neo to be able to choose for himself, what path he wants, and he...]
You're used to things making sense. Following orders, finding ways to kill and become me, whatever it is you feel you need to do at the time. But this place has kind of gone and turned it on it's head--that's what you're saying, yeah?
[Sonic at least sort of gets that, even if he doesn't fully; he can attribute that mostly to Eggman's building of his other, metal half, but being dragged away from that...no wonder Neo feels the way he does. He needs direction. He needs purpose. He's been deprived of both things since coming here, and it's no wonder the poor guy latched onto him at the first opportunity. He didn't have anything else.
It's the rest of that, that gives Sonic pause. Because now he's gotta explain everything, and perhaps surprisingly, the words come somewhat easily while he continues the finishing touches of his work on Neo.]
...I meant what I said, Neo. That I don't care what path you followed, as long as it was one that was your decision. I've never really known how much of your decisions come from your own will or Eggman's, but it always felt like you had something of your own inside of you? Some kind of will of your own. That it wasn't just how he built you, that kept pushing you to take me on. And that you don't give yourself enough credit for the stuff that's you.
I'm not good at this emotional stuff either. Big shock, I'm sure. [Sonic chuckles a bit, and it straddles the line between soft and almost self depreciating.] I don't want anything from you. I liked what we had going on, and I guess it kept making me mad, seeing you constantly act like your life doesn't matter. Because it does matter. At least to me. I really did enjoy how you kept pushing me to better myself. Still do. I just wish I could get you better, or at least that you could see that...I don't know. Being yourself isn't all that bad, maybe.
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But...I think I at least get what you're trying to say. You've had a rough time trying to get used to being in this place, haven't ya, Neo?
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You're used to things making sense. Following orders, finding ways to kill and become me, whatever it is you feel you need to do at the time. But this place has kind of gone and turned it on it's head--that's what you're saying, yeah?
[Sonic at least sort of gets that, even if he doesn't fully; he can attribute that mostly to Eggman's building of his other, metal half, but being dragged away from that...no wonder Neo feels the way he does. He needs direction. He needs purpose. He's been deprived of both things since coming here, and it's no wonder the poor guy latched onto him at the first opportunity. He didn't have anything else.
It's the rest of that, that gives Sonic pause. Because now he's gotta explain everything, and perhaps surprisingly, the words come somewhat easily while he continues the finishing touches of his work on Neo.]
...I meant what I said, Neo. That I don't care what path you followed, as long as it was one that was your decision. I've never really known how much of your decisions come from your own will or Eggman's, but it always felt like you had something of your own inside of you? Some kind of will of your own. That it wasn't just how he built you, that kept pushing you to take me on. And that you don't give yourself enough credit for the stuff that's you.
I'm not good at this emotional stuff either. Big shock, I'm sure. [Sonic chuckles a bit, and it straddles the line between soft and almost self depreciating.] I don't want anything from you. I liked what we had going on, and I guess it kept making me mad, seeing you constantly act like your life doesn't matter. Because it does matter. At least to me. I really did enjoy how you kept pushing me to better myself. Still do. I just wish I could get you better, or at least that you could see that...I don't know. Being yourself isn't all that bad, maybe.
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But...I think I at least get what you're trying to say. You've had a rough time trying to get used to being in this place, haven't ya, Neo?