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If it's about learning, anyone can learn. I've already learned a lot.

[Just through the manuals and texts he had gotten from the library. If he wanted more there were other things he could get from Ursula. Sure he could also ask other people too, but books were always easier to study. But anyone could learn something, it wasn't that hard. At least, that's how he felt about it. If he could learn things like that it had to be easy.]

I tried to help with the submarine.

[In the end it was better to not touch anything.]

As for capitalism... what does that have to do with anything?

[Really, what did that have to do with anything? That was confusing even. Did money even matter here? He barely felt it mattered back home.]

I'll help you, too.

[In case... it's his luck he's worried about again. As usual. Especially considering he had to be an amateur fire-fighter thanks to Komaeda's luck.

He huffs a quiet laugh and just shakes his head, resisting the urge to press his fingertips to his forehead again.]

It's basically the theory that your life only has value if you can contribute to the corporate machine, or something. He's from a... pretty unique set of circumstances, so he has some different ways of looking at the world.

[But more seriously, he leans forward.]

I mean it though, Komaeda. No one here is worthless. That includes you.

[It was always his luck. Everything came down to it. Probably one of the most powerful ways it had acted was how it had shaped Komaeda's own perception of himself. He wanted to be free from it, which meant he had to put his faith in Hinata ultimately.]

I suppose time will tell.

[He paused a moment, thinking of the 'corporate machine'.]

I was thinking more your life has meaning when you can contribute productively to society.

If you think I can do that... no not burn anything down, then I'll trust you.

[It's a heavy burden, the trust Komaeda's putting in him. It's what he's always wanted, to be someone who could be relied upon, to be his friends, but also... it's heavy.]

There's no question about it. I know you can, if that's what you want.

[He checks his communicator again and nods, pushing himself to his feet.]

Roxy and I had better get to work.

You say that like I could get things I want just by wanting them.

[Such an easy solution did not exist. It never did.]

Roxy?

[It was one thing telling Hinata, it was another thing working with people he knew and learned about. But, this was a new and unfamiliar name.]

Maybe not everything, but that? You've got control over your own future.

[--To a point. But ah yes-]

Oh, Roxy's a good friend of mine. She knows URSULA's code better than anyone else I know, and I trust her completely. I want her help with the programming aspect of it.

All the cats roaming around? She cloned them.

[Including their little mutant kitten living in Room 1, Countess Cocoapuffs.]

[He couldn't help but frown a little. Control? What kind of control!? The same control he always had, avoiding everyone. Or now? Maybe just being around Hinata until Hinata was sick of him? That wasn't control. The only control he had at this moment was being selfish and wanting to live longer now.

Feeling all of this he didn't bother to dignify that statement with a response. Instead just moving onto his actual question.]

Ah! That is impressive then. Does she understand medical terminology? Or were you planning to cover that...?

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