Kon's expression actually became quite grave as he approached the fire. This was the first thing that truly, truly unsettled him about this place, especially given its nature so far and what happened on the train.

"It's not about rebirth," Kon said quietly, so only they could hear. He didn't like it being talked about like it was a transition. He'd had his moments of rebirth himself and he'd needed them and they were good for him. This was different and he was clearly irritated by the thought of them being spoken about the same, "Don't...don't word it like that. Let's call it what it is: indoctrination."

He tossed his bundle in, the fire reflecting in his eyes.

"They incinerated my clothes at Project Gladiator, too. Made me watch 'em do it."

His costume. The real him. The S.