Stupid idealism. [ That needed to be said because it even went against what was preached to him so often. Remember the past so you can don't repeat the same mistakes in the present. But for the rest he listens, relaxing into the touch letting his eyes slide closed. At least until the end, red irises flashing like the horizon at dawn. Yeah, he doesn't like where this is going at all. Letting the strands of hair drop from his hand he opts for more intimate contact, sliding his arms around Anon in a tight embrace. The contact relaxes after a moment, but he's staying in this position. He wants to be close, he needs to be close. ]

So they wanted to use you only to discard you in the end for the "greater good". I bet they thought they were being generous too, because if you just went along with it everything would work out. Deru kugi wa utareru—the nail that sticks out gets hammered down. I hate garbage like that.