"I think the reasons matter, yeah. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to keep moving forward without being held back by regrets." This was definitely a matter she'd spent no small amount of thought on, before. "But I also think that just because something was the right thing to do at the time, doesn't always make everything about it a good thing. And I'd rather not fight or hurt anyone at all, so if they decide to join forces later, that's fine by me."
Or, she might wish them well in hopes that next time such a conflict could be avoided to begin with.
"Maybe... It was kind of luck that I didn't die, though. If I had... well, he'd probably still be dead, but he would have succeeded at his revenge."
It was kind of a sobering thought, in a way. An unasked for and frankly largely unwanted 'gift' from the fae Ritsuka hadn't even be aware of had been what had saved her. One that could have very far-reaching consequences for her, too, should she stay in this world long enough for it to matter. But that was a problem that could safely be pondered later, perhaps much later, even.
In any case, Ritsuka couldn't help but give a soft, wry chuckle at that last bit. "I suppose I can try. And also, now that I know for sure being here won't affect things back in my world, I can try thinking more about what to do here."
"Hm. Nothing is true, everything is permitted." It's funny, how she's gotten that motto down when it took Edward years to understand it himself. "There's always room for shades of gray."
There's a silence. Edward twitches, slightly, then relaxes a little more. Douman is dead, Lapis cut off the man's head herself. "Is there anyone else who might decide they want to revenge themselves on you?" he asks. "I won't kill them, if they arrive. I know you wish it otherwise. I will, however, be quite clear to them just how badly we'll take it if they were to lay a hand on you with harmful intent. They get a chance to prove they won't." After that...well, it'll be a race who gets there first, he supposes: himself, or Waver and Diarmuid.
After a moment, he says, thoughtfully: "College? Though from what I hear from my interns it's devilishly difficult."
Sometimes simply living and experiencing something was the best way to learn it. Moral philosophies aside, Ritsuka also had an intuitive grasp of parallel worlds that would make many a mage in the Clock Tower green with envy, after all.
Ritsuka thought about that question for a good while before answering, though.
"... It's hard to say. It probably depends on what and how much they remember, and other circumstances like that." Under the right conditions she could probably even get through to Douman, as the way he'd been so deeply shaken by her words had demonstrated. "So I think the only way to really know would be to see them..."
Not the kind of answer Edward was looking for, but the best she had nonetheless. There were many who might hold a grudge against her, but it was just as likely they might see no reason to act on it. If not be outright convinced to let the matter go.
"Uh, I dunno if I could do college. I mean, I was still in high school when I first came to Chaldea, and..."
She'd never gotten the chance to return and finish that education.
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Or, she might wish them well in hopes that next time such a conflict could be avoided to begin with.
"Maybe... It was kind of luck that I didn't die, though. If I had... well, he'd probably still be dead, but he would have succeeded at his revenge."
It was kind of a sobering thought, in a way. An unasked for and frankly largely unwanted 'gift' from the fae Ritsuka hadn't even be aware of had been what had saved her. One that could have very far-reaching consequences for her, too, should she stay in this world long enough for it to matter. But that was a problem that could safely be pondered later, perhaps much later, even.
In any case, Ritsuka couldn't help but give a soft, wry chuckle at that last bit. "I suppose I can try. And also, now that I know for sure being here won't affect things back in my world, I can try thinking more about what to do here."
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There's a silence. Edward twitches, slightly, then relaxes a little more. Douman is dead, Lapis cut off the man's head herself. "Is there anyone else who might decide they want to revenge themselves on you?" he asks. "I won't kill them, if they arrive. I know you wish it otherwise. I will, however, be quite clear to them just how badly we'll take it if they were to lay a hand on you with harmful intent. They get a chance to prove they won't." After that...well, it'll be a race who gets there first, he supposes: himself, or Waver and Diarmuid.
After a moment, he says, thoughtfully: "College? Though from what I hear from my interns it's devilishly difficult."
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Ritsuka thought about that question for a good while before answering, though.
"... It's hard to say. It probably depends on what and how much they remember, and other circumstances like that." Under the right conditions she could probably even get through to Douman, as the way he'd been so deeply shaken by her words had demonstrated. "So I think the only way to really know would be to see them..."
Not the kind of answer Edward was looking for, but the best she had nonetheless. There were many who might hold a grudge against her, but it was just as likely they might see no reason to act on it. If not be outright convinced to let the matter go.
"Uh, I dunno if I could do college. I mean, I was still in high school when I first came to Chaldea, and..."
She'd never gotten the chance to return and finish that education.