What do you think Pluto does to while away the time, at the Door? Read? Paint? Watch Space TV? Weave giant fucking rugs? Make model figures?

I think of Pluto and the Time Door having a loose relationship with linear time. There are moments where they touch, but no strict order or, well, linearity. She spends a lot of time examining outcomes, and while she’s forbidden from altering the course of history outright, she finds ways to give little pushes while she can (whether she’s bound to a single timeline is unclear, sometimes she feels like she is a part of every possibility, and sometimes she feels aware that there are many of her, at the same but different doors, with the same but different circumstances).

Her concept of free will and free thinking is a little… underdeveloped, too, in that she can only perceive of doing things for the Moon Kingdom and for the greater good, and breaking the rules is beyond her comprehension, for the most part (bending the rules is fair game, it’s complicated. She can throw everything away for Small Lady because it is for the Good of the Kingdom, for the line she knows she must protect, and if she is doing it out of her own love it does not matter because it aids her purpose.)

Her time as Setsuna, when she gets it (and how that works is anyone’s guess, in this time she is both Pluto and Not Pluto, she is at the gate and not, she does not question it and merely Is) is important and life changing, because Setsuna has choices, Setsuna is human, there are a thousand things in every day that Pluto does not have rules for. Something as simple as having tea is a marvel, in that it’s an act entirely for her own pleasure.

(The Pluto that exists at the door having been Setsuna begins to feel boredom, begins to read and paint and write, she cries for what she was and what she could be, she reaches out for changes not for the greater good but for the good of those she’s come to love, for simple happiness and comforts that she knows don’t matter in the grand scheme but mean everything in the moment. She cannot let go of being human.)

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