[He straightens from having leaned slightly to see the message.]
It just went in an unintended direction.
[A direction discussing purposes, which he'd once thought so fervently in turmoil about. Now, while it gives him food for thought, it's only that—a concept, an ideal. A reminder. And he feels only the barest yearning for that he's come to accept he won't have.
That's what he'll get from someone soulless who died more than once, he supposes.]
. . . In Vatheon, there are differences between even the same race.
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[He straightens from having leaned slightly to see the message.]
It just went in an unintended direction.
[A direction discussing purposes, which he'd once thought so fervently in turmoil about. Now, while it gives him food for thought, it's only that—a concept, an ideal. A reminder. And he feels only the barest yearning for that he's come to accept he won't have.
That's what he'll get from someone soulless who died more than once, he supposes.]
. . . In Vatheon, there are differences between even the same race.