[ He mirrors that smirk, wider and perhaps a touch more malicious, but it drops off his face too as he listens solemnly. It's not a good report, he thinks, because he doesn't like any of what he's hearing, but it bothers him less than the loss of his Vision. That was what was truly unforgivable about all this.
It's the dream samsara that stills him though, for only a split second, before he masks it behind careful thought, as if he needs a moment to draw the conclusion Alhaitham is leading him towards. But he doesn't really need that moment. Not when he knows exactly what it'd been for, when he had been the intended recipient. ]
You think they're trying to generate energy from us.
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It's the dream samsara that stills him though, for only a split second, before he masks it behind careful thought, as if he needs a moment to draw the conclusion Alhaitham is leading him towards. But he doesn't really need that moment. Not when he knows exactly what it'd been for, when he had been the intended recipient. ]
You think they're trying to generate energy from us.