Horst still has the few things he'd been gathering (mostly out of habit) to storm the lab at Kurotsuchi's. But instead he goes to Yuca's, and even knocks on the door.
Yuca answers it almost immediately- he'd known that this would happen, and he knew now that if he couldn't convince Horst to leave it well enough alone, then... well, a lot of things would probably be ruined before the night was out.
Horst isn't happy. There's someone being hurt; the fact he's here and not there right now, getting himself killed, says rather a lot about the influence Yuca has over him.
He steps inside and there's no glib remark, not even much of a smile.
"She's been here what, a month? Life is bad enough here, without some asshole taking advantage of her learned servitude."
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"Horst. Come in?"
He steps to the side, biting his lip.
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He steps inside and there's no glib remark, not even much of a smile.
"She's been here what, a month? Life is bad enough here, without some asshole taking advantage of her learned servitude."
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Yuca reaches up to prush his fingers over Horst's shoulder. He's prepared to use every trick in the book.
"For one thing, it isn't learned. It's- imprinted. She was created, not born."
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"That doesn't matter. No one has the right. Especially when what happened wasn't even her fault."
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