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kankri, of course, knows that CIVs are trapped by the same structural inequalities that work against all warmer shades. they often misunderstand how they’re trapped – blue blood’s burden comes to mind – but that just makes it easier for kankri to educate them on how they’re actually being mistreated. indigos are expected to behave in a variety of ways, both on beforus and alternia, none of them good. and warmer hues can at least mentally disagree, whereas the indigos don’t even realize that they can disagree. no matter; kankri’s more than happy to help. “ N9w, is this really h9w y9u like t9 spend your days ? ”
“D --> I like to build things,” he says, with as much certainty as a true statement warrants. equius feels his face start to flush, a ruddy and unspeakably dark stain of blue across his nose, under his eyes -- he can’t help but be embarrassed when his lifestyle comes into question. after meeting his dancestor (a ridiculous phrase, but one that had caught on all the same), feelings of inadequacy and uncertainty have only served to hound him all the more. “D --> Though yes I do admit that arguing on the behoof of a system that I don’t understand and altogether may not matter now that I have died is. Well. Tiring I guess.” his teeth grit as his jaw clenches, and one of the old cuts in his gum is re-opened by one of the nastier shards of his incisors. his shoulders tighten. “D --> One moment please.” he has the decency to turn over his shoulder before he spits the blood out of his mouth.
