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⇨☾⇨Rogue absorbed the man's soul when Chance shot to kill. He passed the kishin soul to Chance for him to eat. When Chance asked if he had to go back to his parents after the academy bell tolled, Rogue looked at the ground. His head was hung in shame as he remembered losing his temper with Chance before he saved his life. "Ugh, nah, you don't hafta. If yew don't wanna." He felt guilty as he spoke awkwardly before turning to watch the workers begin to disperse. They seemed shellshocked by what happened as the police were called. Rogue only hoped that this would be sorted out for the betterment of the workers. He walked toward the academy since the detention period was finally over. "Sorry." Rogue got the feeling that he went too far earlier but he did not know how to put it into words.

⇨☾⇨When they reached the DWMA dorms, he quietly grabbed a hold of Chance's arm and directed him to his room. Once they were out of public and away from the hustle and bustle of the DWMA, he rested his hand on Chance's shoulder before suddenly resonating. This was the most effective way that Rogue knew how to effectively communicate deep emotions with Chance. Their souls were bonding together with high compatibility as Chance would see his memories. He would watch Rogue's parents work hard to make ends meet before dying of sickness in poverty. "This is why I'm so angry about what you were sayin' at the soup kitchen. My parents were heroes to me. Society is so messed up that they had to get sick and die because they couldn't afford to go to the doctor. It's bullshit." Rogue had the rage of a revolutionary and Chance could feel these emotions in a very raw way.

⇨☾⇨Chance would see how much Rogue's heart and soul had coarsened over the years ever since his parents died. His spirits lifted and his heart warmed when Chance hugged him so tightly. When Chance laughed on him and was bubbly again, Rogue wrapped his arm around him and did not let him part from him. "Just be yourself." This was all that Rogue wanted and whatever choice Chance made was alright with him. They remained bound in resonance as Rogue explained more about himself. Chance would see more glimpses of his past as Rogue explained. "My name's Ronan Cormac. I was born in that neighborhood in Death City. I changed my name to Rogue when I came to the DWMA. All I've ever cared about is stopping tyranny and oppression all over the world." It was strange as it felt like Rogue was reintroducing himself after knowing Chance for quite a substantial period of time at this point. Once the relief of all this washed over him, Rogue felt his mood lift. His happiness was directly shared with Chance as they remained physically close. All the hurt they caused each other was beginning to melt away as they faced a new understanding. "I don't believe in governments or the rich being so powerful in the world. People should be able to produce and collectively create their own society. No more powerful people abusing their power and resources. Everything can be shared evenly based on the decisions of the community. Freedom for the workers like we saw today." Rogue shared his aspirations as their soul resonance gave Chance his ideal images of the world. Rogue's dreams were on full display in brilliantly true colors.

⇨☾⇨Rogue suddenly remembered sleeping beside Chance in the cave. Chance's feelings of warmth and happiness were shared with him. It was all coming back to him through Chance in a split second before he pulled away. Rogue's mouth dropped slightly before he looked down at the carpet in embarrassment and severed their soul resonance. He stood up suddenly and walked away from Chance to give himself some space. "Ah, yeah." This was all he could say as he rubbed the back of his head and looked away from Chance. His hands were becoming sweaty as he focused his breathing. What am I doing? It wouldn't work and I can't lead him on like this. Chance and him disagreed on so much to the point where he was uncertain if they shared the same fundamental values. He knew that Chance admired him a lot more than he felt he deserved and he did not want to take advantage of that. Rogue tried to dismiss his own feelings. He knew enough about these matters to know that attraction and actual intimacy were not the same.

⇨☾⇨He turned around when Chance made a suggestion. Anything to get his mind off of this awkward subject. "Yeah, sounds good. It's nice to see the folks I grew up with, too." He put some thought into the next mission. "Have you heard of company towns? There's a bunch of 'em just outside of Death City." Rogue knew that Chance was sheltered so he went on to explain them. "They're towns where all the houses and stores are owned by one company. Everyone who lives there works for the company. They get paid in fake money that they can only use in the company stores. Most of those folks just live in debt. I'll bet there's plenty of Kishiin eggs preying on people like that." Rogue was considering just liberating the company towns and finding a way to improve their situations. However, he knew that the DWMA would only allow him to do that under the guise of Kishin hunting. "What do yew think?" He hoped that Chance agreed with him or perhaps had ideas of his own.