Eating more gives you a strange, warm feeling - like it's imbued with a passion for justice, and just a little bit of that passion has now passed into you.
[ a passion for justice... that's an unfamiliar sensation and he's not necessarily a fan, so after he gets about halfway through the bowl, he crinkles his nose a little and sets it down, placing the chopsticks on top to show he's finished. a bit of a shame, since he has no complaints about the taste itself, but he shouldn't waste too much time hanging around in any case. ]
So, do you know anything about these questions I'm supposed to be answering?
Worrying about what makes someone a human, what makes someone a "person," as if there's some key existential component that qualifies some and disqualifies others.
Being human means you need air to breathe and food to eat. That you'll die if you're killed. At the end of the day, that's all it is—no need to overthink it.
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"There you go."
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[ brings it to his lips and takes a sip of the broth, hoping it won't kill him. ]
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but he also just stands in the kitchen and eats instead of sitting at the dinner table like a decent guest. ]
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Your Purity stat raises by 1.
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So, do you know anything about these questions I'm supposed to be answering?
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"Yeah. Ready to hear it?"
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You sound just like Glory, y'know.
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Being human means you need air to breathe and food to eat. That you'll die if you're killed. At the end of the day, that's all it is—no need to overthink it.
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He points to the corridor leading to the exit.
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[ and he starts heading down the corridor towards the door, waving over his shoulder. ]
Later.
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