( Try out selective amnesia sometime, it performs much the same way! (Do not try it out. It is not recommended.) )
People controlling what you're allowed to know or not... there's a difference between protecting kids from doing dumb things online or making bad decisions about safety and not letting them learn history. Knowing patterns and where we come from is how we can recognize and try to avoid repeating mistakes all over again.
[ He doesn't need amnesia even if there are things he'd rather not think about. ]
Hmmm, you have a point. [ He should rephrase that then, good to know for future conversations with other people. ] I don't know if it's a matter of permission or not, it just wasn't deemed necessary and so I don't. I know some basics, because they came up when I was dealing with a group of villains, like the quirk singularity theory and the history attached to that, but I don't really have time for reading most of the time.
[ He probably wouldn't even if he did, that's just work to him. He consumes things for work and that's about it. ] I have a really busy schedule.
I have a very big sense of curiosity, just in other contexts. [ Hawks smiles, but doesn't seem like he's going to explain much more on that point. ]
I don't think I ever really was one. [ He offers the wistful reflection, but also trails off instead of explaining why that is. He isn't sure he'd be inclined to, and it's not polite picnic talk. ]
Fair enough! And, well. Terrible as what we're facing, maybe we can all figure out how to be a little like kids sometimes when we're here. Like enjoy ourselves, or just do things that adults aren't 'supposed' to enjoy. Like... I don't know! Fingerpainting.
Worth something in mine, too, but that's for sentimental value. Priceless!
( A pause. She snorts, looking sidelong at Hawks. )
I could never let the artist who hires me as a bodyguard see though, he'd be asking why I don't have any of his art up around my flat. Like anything he makes is in my budget.
But you could hear all about the, er, depth of different pigments?
( She offers a smile and a shrug of her shoulders. )
He can at least make it sound compelling. I'm barely picking out different shades of red. But I do think there's more interesting art in some of these stores... you remind me I was going to look eventually.
Oh, sometimes you have no choice but to learn. Though it can be interesting stuff. There's so much in nature you can make all kinds of pigments from...
( She trails off, then snorts, closing her eyes. )
Not going to be trying to paint with any of them while I'm here. Just wondering what my artist friend would be trying to do, when not complaining dramatically.
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People controlling what you're allowed to know or not... there's a difference between protecting kids from doing dumb things online or making bad decisions about safety and not letting them learn history. Knowing patterns and where we come from is how we can recognize and try to avoid repeating mistakes all over again.
Or... it should be.
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Hmmm, you have a point. [ He should rephrase that then, good to know for future conversations with other people. ] I don't know if it's a matter of permission or not, it just wasn't deemed necessary and so I don't. I know some basics, because they came up when I was dealing with a group of villains, like the quirk singularity theory and the history attached to that, but I don't really have time for reading most of the time.
[ He probably wouldn't even if he did, that's just work to him. He consumes things for work and that's about it. ] I have a really busy schedule.
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Geez... Really wish you'd been allowed more of a sense of curiosity. Not a knock to you now!
( She looks away, out over the water. )
I just feel like kids should be allowed to be kids, no matter what else they are.
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I don't think I ever really was one. [ He offers the wistful reflection, but also trails off instead of explaining why that is. He isn't sure he'd be inclined to, and it's not polite picnic talk. ]
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Fair enough! And, well. Terrible as what we're facing, maybe we can all figure out how to be a little like kids sometimes when we're here. Like enjoy ourselves, or just do things that adults aren't 'supposed' to enjoy. Like... I don't know! Fingerpainting.
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What do you mean by fingerpainting? [ Sure, he's met kids, but none of them were actively painting at the time. ]
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( She holds up both hands, wiggling her fingers. )
It's exactly what it sounds like. You paint with your fingers!
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I mean I guess it can't hurt to try.
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Yeah, sure, why not. I'll even sign it for you. It'd be worth something for you in my world.
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( A pause. She snorts, looking sidelong at Hawks. )
I could never let the artist who hires me as a bodyguard see though, he'd be asking why I don't have any of his art up around my flat. Like anything he makes is in my budget.
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I have some kind of generic art piece in my apartment. I didn't pick it but it's there. It's fine. I'm not much of an art critic.
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( She offers a smile and a shrug of her shoulders. )
He can at least make it sound compelling. I'm barely picking out different shades of red. But I do think there's more interesting art in some of these stores... you remind me I was going to look eventually.
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I'd learn if I had to.
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( She trails off, then snorts, closing her eyes. )
Not going to be trying to paint with any of them while I'm here. Just wondering what my artist friend would be trying to do, when not complaining dramatically.
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[ He's aware how sad it sounds that he doesn't have friends, except now Alex, but that's just the name of the game. ]