[The man's gone silent. Hansa peers at him, expecting him to say something else, but he doesn't until he finishes and asks him for rice. The priest frowns.]
...We're different people, you know. Your Blastia heart, which you have made in clear terms that you hate, and this body that has been a blessing given to me to wield, are very different. I don't think its easy to just compare one with the other just because we both had our bodies changed.
[A beat. He raises his shoulders up and down in a shrug.]
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[The man's gone silent. Hansa peers at him, expecting him to say something else, but he doesn't until he finishes and asks him for rice. The priest frowns.]
...We're different people, you know. Your Blastia heart, which you have made in clear terms that you hate, and this body that has been a blessing given to me to wield, are very different. I don't think its easy to just compare one with the other just because we both had our bodies changed.
[A beat. He raises his shoulders up and down in a shrug.]
Anyways, yeah. Sure. I'd like rice.