#also i cuno should NOT become a cop jesus christ that is The Bad Ending

[hahnsplatinum]

As much as a love Kim, I also think there’s just something so important about Cuno discovering the phasmid with Harry.

The angry little boy who steals away locusts and houses them with the same well meaning (albeit rudimentary) care he extended to Cunoesse. (She too, is a skittish, biting thing far away from home). “Locust City” is such a prime example of the thin line children like him toe between grasping for any opportunity to exert control over the little things they can grasp hold of and the arguably innate comfort found in providing care and comfort to others. The locusts are trapped with him as much as they were in the phasmid traps. As much as Cuno is trapped in Martinaise, in his father’s tiny apartment, in the infuriating prison of adolescence. He can’t control what happens to him. The locusts can’t control what he does to them. Cuno saves them from bait traps and builds them a mud city sheltered out of the cold. He houses his not quite sister, not quite friend and gives her a name when she has none. Cuno’s father terrifies and enrages him in ways he doesnt have the introspection to express properly. So he throws stones at a bloated corpse and tries his best to build a safe haven amongst the trash of that shack and screams awful things at people who dont even spare him a glance anymore.

And then he watches a man only a stumble away from becoming the same angry drunk that sleeps in his father’s bed reach out toward the most terrifying insect he’s ever seen like it’s something beautiful. Something worth paying attention to. A lone creature thats seen so much of the world and still loves living within it anyway. People cared about the phasmid before they even knew it truly existed. Cuno exists too. Why doesn’t anyone care?