Now. It's like that now, but you couldn't say the same when those things happened with Ragou and Cumore. If I didn't stop them, what would have happened? Would more kids get locked up in dungeons to be eaten by monsters? Would more parents be forced away from their kids to starve and dehydrate in the desert? Their lives sure as hell aren't less important than the lives of a few nobles and high-ranking officials. I couldn't watch that happen, and I damn well couldn't wait for someone else to figure it out.
[yuri knows. yuri knows how badly things could have ended in mantaic. he knows things could have been worse, that flynn could have been the one to arrest him, or take his life completely if necessary.
it's obviously something he's wanted to avoid, but he'd never get in flynn's way to do his job either. if that was what it took, he'd fight flynn. and if lost, he'd accept it. there's no question in yuri's mind—he knows on ever level that the things he did weren't right from a moral standpoint. he knows that he shouldn't take the law into his own hands. these are things yuri knows and constantly struggles with. and maybe that's why he hates being called on it directly.
and maybe more so, that's why he hates that flynn refuses to understand him. it's why the anger doesn't leave his voice, though he's equal parts frustrated with himself as he is with flynn. this whole situation sucks; it always sucked, but this is the first time they've come to blows over things to this extent. it's too early for this, and now he already feels completely spent before even having his first meal of the day.]
We can't both be inhuman. [he says, a little more quietly as he turns his head away from flynn. his eyes fall shut; he's definitely still angry, but it's much more tempered than it was when fists were flying.] Working yourself to death will only hurt yourself and the Empire. It'll hurt the people if you kill yourself trying to keep me in line.
Let me do the things you can't, so the people can have some hope. [in the end, he's not just looking out for flynn, but for everyone else. he's one man, he can't be a reason for other things to suffer so much at flynn's behest.]
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[yuri knows. yuri knows how badly things could have ended in mantaic. he knows things could have been worse, that flynn could have been the one to arrest him, or take his life completely if necessary.
it's obviously something he's wanted to avoid, but he'd never get in flynn's way to do his job either. if that was what it took, he'd fight flynn. and if lost, he'd accept it. there's no question in yuri's mind—he knows on ever level that the things he did weren't right from a moral standpoint. he knows that he shouldn't take the law into his own hands. these are things yuri knows and constantly struggles with. and maybe that's why he hates being called on it directly.
and maybe more so, that's why he hates that flynn refuses to understand him. it's why the anger doesn't leave his voice, though he's equal parts frustrated with himself as he is with flynn. this whole situation sucks; it always sucked, but this is the first time they've come to blows over things to this extent. it's too early for this, and now he already feels completely spent before even having his first meal of the day.]
We can't both be inhuman. [he says, a little more quietly as he turns his head away from flynn. his eyes fall shut; he's definitely still angry, but it's much more tempered than it was when fists were flying.] Working yourself to death will only hurt yourself and the Empire. It'll hurt the people if you kill yourself trying to keep me in line.
Let me do the things you can't, so the people can have some hope. [in the end, he's not just looking out for flynn, but for everyone else. he's one man, he can't be a reason for other things to suffer so much at flynn's behest.]