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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.

Comments

[blamesfate]

Indeed. [He maintains his defensive posture with white-haired man, clearly uncomfortable.] ... How so?

[eightofseven]

...You are not entirely human, if at all. Is this correct?

[The reading is a bit vague to come to a definite conclusion.]

[blamesfate]

... I was born to a man and woman, the same as anyone else.

[He is clearly not happy about this.]

[eightofseven]

...and then, something changed?

[blamesfate]

... You might say so.

[eightofseven]

I don't suppose you would be willing to tell me what, then.