[ Yuri thinks it's actually kinda funny that Blade reacts like this to things that seem obvious, even to her. But then again, that's probably what divides them as species and different situations. ]
... Yes, but would you not make new memories for the sake of not letting it erode over two hundred years? I think you should be free about what you can do, at least while you still can.
[ The differences pile up, but considering everything, that isn't a bad thing.
Not from his perspective...something that he finds surprising, at times. He may have assumed differences would make it hard to relate; but, sometimes holding close similarities can make it harder. ]
...I never heard anyone suggest such a thing to me.
Making new memories...while I still can.
[ He never assumed he'd survive this, since he figures his other ability was taken away. But, perhaps, that means all the more, he should...there's a moment where he looks like he's thinking about this. ]
I think species with shorter lifespans tend to value life a little more because we have less years to experience them compared to you, but there aren't enough years to experience all that we want to.
... I suppose the grass is always greener on the other side, but for me... I always want to live on. Though that comes from an environment where I could die at any time...
Hm. Having less years makes you far less weary of the world...and the circumstances matter as well.
[ At least, from his point of view.
But, he thinks he might like the idea of making memories while he still can. Blade's core desires have not changed, yet all the same...there is a slight little considering expression. ]
Not exactly the ideal place to make new memories. But, even I know our options are limited.
[ Yuri seems embarrassed when she says that. Past her would have been making a face of even the possibility of saying such a phrase. Odd. She was such a pessimist before coming here. ]
If... If I can't find it, then I'll make it myself.
[ Those with the determination of steel, in absence of his own...even he can't help but respect that. Be blinded by it. Admire it.
Hope is a dangerous poison, that can make delusion bloom spectacularly. He is unqualified to give it; to assert that such bright things are possible. But, even poisons can be medicine.
Then, Blade turns on one heel, deciding that, however, he should leave her to rest. ]
Rest. You will need to continue to cultivate that strength to face our painful future.
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... Yes, but would you not make new memories for the sake of not letting it erode over two hundred years? I think you should be free about what you can do, at least while you still can.
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Not from his perspective...something that he finds surprising, at times. He may have assumed differences would make it hard to relate; but, sometimes holding close similarities can make it harder. ]
...I never heard anyone suggest such a thing to me.
Making new memories...while I still can.
[ He never assumed he'd survive this, since he figures his other ability was taken away. But, perhaps, that means all the more, he should...there's a moment where he looks like he's thinking about this. ]
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... I suppose the grass is always greener on the other side, but for me... I always want to live on. Though that comes from an environment where I could die at any time...
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[ At least, from his point of view.
But, he thinks he might like the idea of making memories while he still can. Blade's core desires have not changed, yet all the same...there is a slight little considering expression. ]
Not exactly the ideal place to make new memories. But, even I know our options are limited.
[ Heh. ]
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[ Yuri seems embarrassed when she says that. Past her would have been making a face of even the possibility of saying such a phrase. Odd. She was such a pessimist before coming here. ]
If... If I can't find it, then I'll make it myself.
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It seems your resolve has grown even stronger.
[ Those with the determination of steel, in absence of his own...even he can't help but respect that. Be blinded by it. Admire it.
Hope is a dangerous poison, that can make delusion bloom spectacularly. He is unqualified to give it; to assert that such bright things are possible. But, even poisons can be medicine.
Then, Blade turns on one heel, deciding that, however, he should leave her to rest. ]
Rest. You will need to continue to cultivate that strength to face our painful future.
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[ She had a quick need of correction, but she won't stop him from leaving otherwise. ]
... And you know that too.