Experience had complicated Genjo Sanzo's thoughts regarding the concept of returning home. He was torn between what he had attained here and the world that so desperately needed him back. Truthfully, he was still trying to figure out if the version of himself here on the Voidtrecker was even the Genjo Sanzo he thought he was.
Damn intimate conversations with other passengers leading to an existential crisis, as they did.
Nonetheless, the sudden hint of genuine emotion in Eldibus's response had gotten Genjo to turn and look at his conversation partner. Head slightly tilted as he drank in the sight of the other mas expression while watching the gardeners work.
"What makes you so certain? Surely sheer hope can't be enough to get such a determined response. Wouldn't it be better to accept that there is a possibility that our chosen path here among the stars is what we were meant for?"
He hated the concept of 'fate' with a passion. But he also knew better than to hold too firmly onto any possible attachments that may only build him up to disappointment.
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Damn intimate conversations with other passengers leading to an existential crisis, as they did.
Nonetheless, the sudden hint of genuine emotion in Eldibus's response had gotten Genjo to turn and look at his conversation partner. Head slightly tilted as he drank in the sight of the other mas expression while watching the gardeners work.
"What makes you so certain? Surely sheer hope can't be enough to get such a determined response. Wouldn't it be better to accept that there is a possibility that our chosen path here among the stars is what we were meant for?"
He hated the concept of 'fate' with a passion. But he also knew better than to hold too firmly onto any possible attachments that may only build him up to disappointment.
The law of Muichi Motsu.