[ He dips his head as she speaks, a sigh, a moment of resignation at how wrong she's still got it. He has the fix for that right in his pocket, though; a vial of Kenoma to give to anyone he comes across. His hand drifts towards it, though he doesn't take it out — not until he has her.
He lifts his head again, a sort of determination to his expression, looking her in the eye. Estinien, eyes narrowing at him, but he's not his target right now. ]
Unless you come from a utopia — [ skepticism drenches his words; such places don't exist — ] then there are people you're still ignoring. The bottom of society. Lower than that. You won't do anything for them. You don't care.
[ Two steps forward. More, actually; an advancement. ]
You don't get it.
[ Frustration lines his words. He has no thoughts left to spare for Abel and Himeka; they go against everything he's talking about. They aren't the everyone. They're irrelevant.
But gravity doesn't fluctuate anymore. He's exhausted himself in that department. All he has now is his strength, so if he can just grab ahold of Aerith, wrench her towards him, force her to ingest the Kenoma... ]
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He lifts his head again, a sort of determination to his expression, looking her in the eye. Estinien, eyes narrowing at him, but he's not his target right now. ]
Unless you come from a utopia — [ skepticism drenches his words; such places don't exist — ] then there are people you're still ignoring. The bottom of society. Lower than that. You won't do anything for them. You don't care.
[ Two steps forward. More, actually; an advancement. ]
You don't get it.
[ Frustration lines his words. He has no thoughts left to spare for Abel and Himeka; they go against everything he's talking about. They aren't the everyone. They're irrelevant.
But gravity doesn't fluctuate anymore. He's exhausted himself in that department. All he has now is his strength, so if he can just grab ahold of Aerith, wrench her towards him, force her to ingest the Kenoma... ]