[Idly, he glanced down at his hand. Andーfor a second, pale skin vanished to reveal the blackness under it, a glimpse of a powder white glove, its dark girth disproportional to the rest of the thin armーand then its gone, the illusion of flesh fixed back in place. He looked back up at his older self.]
... I suppose so. But humans don't exactly see things as they are. The titles they bestow upon us are only that; titles. Inhuman? Yes, I'd accept that as true, but our form is not solely that of a monster. [Beastly, terrifying, and inhuman and savage. A whole range of descriptions that were correct. But referring to it as monster was pushing it in his opinion; what was bad about carrying out their function?] Death is an end. There is nothing especially monstrous about an end, Ryoji.
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[Idly, he glanced down at his hand. Andーfor a second, pale skin vanished to reveal the blackness under it, a glimpse of a powder white glove, its dark girth disproportional to the rest of the thin armーand then its gone, the illusion of flesh fixed back in place. He looked back up at his older self.]
... I suppose so. But humans don't exactly see things as they are. The titles they bestow upon us are only that; titles. Inhuman? Yes, I'd accept that as true, but our form is not solely that of a monster. [Beastly, terrifying, and inhuman and savage. A whole range of descriptions that were correct. But referring to it as monster was pushing it in his opinion; what was bad about carrying out their function?] Death is an end. There is nothing especially monstrous about an end, Ryoji.