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"Why stay in Gotham?"
throughout his life, blamore found that he'd made a surprising discovery that sometimes, the most difficult questions were the ones thought to be simple; ones like 'what do you believe in?' and 'do you like who you are?' but blamore couldn't remember a single time where a question had been posed to it about why it had stayed here all this time, when it could've easily gone back to france, or literally anywhere else. he supposed this was probably because no one ever really cared enough to ask — or, because when someone actually tried to wrestle something genuine out of it regarding what it referred to as its past life, blamore had this nasty habit of lashing out at them.
the good moments of it were hard to remember after all; mere flashes compared to all of the bad times, which were like an ever-present smog in blamore's mind. it was a mistake to open up to harley about how all of his remaining family members were likely still in annecy and so it was alone here. but at the same time, blamore almost felt kind of grateful that she asked it this question. it completely stopped in its tracks when those words escaped the other's mouth; the sound of rain beating down on the umbrella blamore carried, as well as a sharp inhale, being the only thing to fill the silence between them for a few moments.
he was still here because he wanted everyone here to suffer like how he suffered. day after day, and night after night, the creature had tried its best to do what its father would've wanted it to do after all: to 'help people because they can always be better.' but after a long line of both perceived and real betrayals by people, blamore had cast out that very same ideology, as all it had caused it was pain. if only sacha (his father) hadn't believed in these undeserving people so much... he'd still be alive, he thought. blamore turned on its heel then to face harley as it pursed its lips. with its eyes focused on the ground and blinking rapidly, it then spoke up, ❝ why does anyone stay here? just because i told you i have family in france, harley, doesn't mean that they would welcome me back into their lives with open arms. ❞
blamore's red-rimmed eyes darted up to meet harley's then. due to stress, it's grip on the umbrella it held tightened slightly, ❝ so i guess it's just a matter of me not having anywhere else to stay. and i've got unfinished business here, because i did not become like this on my own. ❞