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[blamesfate]

[Following his encounter with Roy at the Easter event, Kratos has sequested himself in the quietest corner of Mac Ainu's harbour he can find. With one hand, he flicks through each of the menu options on his Relic, attentively studying each one before moving on to the next. Between the thumb and forefinger of his other hand, he rolls a small object back and forth without paying it an apparent mind.

After some time, he lifts his attention from the Relic and stares out in the direction of the ever-present sunset, mouth set in a firm line.]

Hm.

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[antiside]

[ A tired looking boy flops down not very far away, having also been looking for a relatively quiet place to sit. He looks vaguely disappointed for a moment before he's distracted by the older man's fiddling. ]

That thing won't give you any answers.

[blamesfate]

... [Kratos casts him a sharp look, then shrugs slightly.] It has offered more than anyone else I have found.

[antiside]

[ He seems to consider letting the topic drop, but in the end he continues, ]

And what has it told you, then?

[blamesfate]

It has informed me what this place considers important.

[antiside]

I wasn't aware that there was anything of importance here.

[blamesfate]

What is important to you or me has been left behind. Any world will have its own matters of significance.