"I know what you did, don't remind me!" Jin Ling snaps, interrupting, when his uncle states how he's hurt him.
It then occurs to him that he'll have a lot harder time being taken seriously as a part of this conversation if he gives Zewu-Jun reason to put him under a silence spell. Jutting his lower jaw in a furious pout, he lifts his arms in front of him in a gesture of respect and holds them there, keeping himself quiet, while the adults have their turn to speak.
The moment there's enough of a pause for him to speak without being outright rude, he jumps on it, dropping his arms back to his lap.
"It's not a gift. I want you to work for it. Earn it. I don't know if you'll ever be able to earn my trust, but I promise to help you every step of the way. You don't get to bribe me to make me trust you or love you again. But you can ask to speak to me, and you can listen to what I say, and I will listen to what you say, and we can work to have a relationship based on ... mutual understanding. I..."
Breathing heavily, he looks away for a moment, his arms come up across his chest, hugging himself.
"I know that the darkest parts of you are going to be hard to love, and that you will try to hide them from me so that we can both pretend that they're not there. I want instead for you to choose a path where you will trust... us with them, and we will help you find ways to be free of that darkness."
He realizes that there are parts of this that are going to be too much for him, even with the help of Zewu-Jun. He's only a child. He shouldn't be his uncle's counselor. There are so many things that are not appropriate for his uncle to share with him. All he can do is try to find a way to be his uncle's conscience.
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It then occurs to him that he'll have a lot harder time being taken seriously as a part of this conversation if he gives Zewu-Jun reason to put him under a silence spell. Jutting his lower jaw in a furious pout, he lifts his arms in front of him in a gesture of respect and holds them there, keeping himself quiet, while the adults have their turn to speak.
The moment there's enough of a pause for him to speak without being outright rude, he jumps on it, dropping his arms back to his lap.
"It's not a gift. I want you to work for it. Earn it. I don't know if you'll ever be able to earn my trust, but I promise to help you every step of the way. You don't get to bribe me to make me trust you or love you again. But you can ask to speak to me, and you can listen to what I say, and I will listen to what you say, and we can work to have a relationship based on ... mutual understanding. I..."
Breathing heavily, he looks away for a moment, his arms come up across his chest, hugging himself.
"I know that the darkest parts of you are going to be hard to love, and that you will try to hide them from me so that we can both pretend that they're not there. I want instead for you to choose a path where you will trust... us with them, and we will help you find ways to be free of that darkness."
He realizes that there are parts of this that are going to be too much for him, even with the help of Zewu-Jun. He's only a child. He shouldn't be his uncle's counselor. There are so many things that are not appropriate for his uncle to share with him. All he can do is try to find a way to be his uncle's conscience.