<blockquote>It felt a little surreal, sitting here, looking out at the world he knew far below him, chatting about low-level philosophy with the girl he had watched mauled by a bear who had mysteriously forgone hibernation in favour of unfriendly ursine-canine relations. Despite the weirdness, though, it felt nice. Makita was pleasant company, and Kinis wasn't afraid of thought-provoking conversation, as unexpected as it had may have been. He listened to her reply quietly and considerately, feeling sympathy for her and understanding fairly well. There was a key difference, however.
<b>"You do,"</b> he reassured her gently, smiling in spite of himself. <b>"I guess I'm just the opposite. I was too young when my parents... too young to really hope for anything else, or have any great expectations. But, recently, I, uh - I made a big mistake, and... well, you could say I lost my family too. I mean, most of them had already gone - the water was missing back then - but..."</b> Was he saying too much? He hadn't really talked about this before, but their flow of conversation made it feel so natural, damnit, and it was almost therapeutic. Who would have thought that the young, lively girl would be so easy to confide in? <b>"I made a mistake, and instead of hoping for a good thing, I just kept expecting a... a bad thing."</b> <i>I mean, I deserved it.
... Deserve it?</i>
Shrugging it off, he shook his head to clear his thoughts and looked back at Makita, his smile returned, and he tried not to get too bogged down by concerns of the past. That's why he was here, after all, to make amends and became a better, stronger person - not to dwell and lose himself in guilt and disappointment. <b>"Makita,"</b> he said thoughtfully, his gaze returning to Relic Lore, <b>"do you think we can change if, if we <i>want</i> it enough?"</b></blockquote>
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