"I... see..." No he did not. Why were they fighting the battles of other worlds? Could they not fight their own? Why was it their responsibility? Each was responsible for their own Fate and they should be left to their own.

But this was clearly the done thing here. How peculiar.

Gerome looked down at himself. He wore items that were purple in colour. That was his team, he supposed. More peculiarities.

"Thank you for your explanation. I have much to think about."