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[lafillebleue]

[Filtered to Robot!Kaito]

Robot! I want to talk to you.

Now.

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[tickingheart]

[Sorry Aoko, he's not answering the phone or making or returning any calls.

He's sitting on the floor in his room, staring at nothing.

Try again later?]

[tickingheart]

I'm. Not. Human.

I am a defective machine.

[lafillebleue]

That's an excuse?

[tickingheart]

I meant to kill them.

I meant to kill them.

I'm defective.

[He figured it out a while ago, and it's been repeating itself in his head. He's trying to justify what he did, but it's not working.]

[lafillebleue]

I wanted to help you . . .

[tickingheart]

It didn't work. It didn't work.

I tri--- I ju--- I didn---

It didn't work and I couldn't stop it.

[he hadn't even thought of stopping, not then, not when he killed Kuroba Kaito, not when he killed Aigis. He was defective because he hadn't even thought of stopping.]

[lafillebleue]

What didn't work?

[tickingheart]

... fixing me.

[lafillebleue]

I didn't try yet.

[Why is she still having this conversation? She's supposed to be mad at him. She is mad at him, in a bare understatement of the word. But . . .]

[tickingheart]

Not you.

....

....

I broke her.

[lafillebleue]

[You really want to confess killing someone else to her?]

Broke. Who?

[tickingheart]

[silence]

[lafillebleue]

You hurt. Someone else.

[tickingheart]

Broke her.

[lafillebleue]

[A brief sound, like a strangled breath, and the phone clicks.]

[Dial tone.]