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[The 'just recently remembered it' makes Hanbei recall that Suzunomia's probably holding darker secrets than most people-- and 'Wills'-- in her planet have. But, as usual, he won't pursue it unless she wants to spill first.

Or until he absolutely has to.]

How do you think your life is back home? [But now's not the time for such gloomy premonitions.] Your life and the life of the people living in it, I guess.

[hymmnosphere]

[Those aren't the greatest things to ask if she is supposed to respond positively. In fact, she falters for a moment, trying to keep her face from reflecting the immense sadness that has been weighing on her heart for so long. Welcome back to the roller coaster of emotions.]

I do not know. [You sort of lose track of things when you've been stuck in limbo for 600 years.]

Yet, I do know at the same time...Ar Ciel is dying. There is some hope, now that I have been able to return, but there is no land or water. Mother's heart is shattered, and the pain we have experienced is so intense that She does not allow life to grow on Her surface as She once did. [She presses a hand over her heart. A mortal one but still a reminder of the planet's own wound.]

But I do not wish you harm or anyone else here or on Ar Ciel. So... ['Don't be afraid of me' is her unspoken worry.]

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[Ah.

But it doesn't really matter. (Not here.) He's not saying it because he doesn't care about Ar Ciel-- he cares about it significantly less so than his home planet, but. The CDC are capable of powerful things.]

Well, I'm sure that if the CDC wants you as a recruit, they'll find to way to give your planet life again. [To keep her existing, and also give her something to protect so she would be motivated to pay heed to them.

He doesn't even consider being scared of Suzunomia. Then again, Hanbei isn't scared by too many things.]

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...That is not the point. [Surviving is much different than living. The CDC can't repair the Consensus' relationship and feelings towards humans. Giving life to the planet is her job, anyways.]

It is complicated, and I do not expect you to understand. It is not something I can simply push to the back of my mind. Even here...Especially here. [Because seeing a world die will be the worst trigger ever.]

Yet, I must persevere. We all must. [It may even be more trying than the first century after the Grathnode Inferia.] But it also makes good reason for cherishing even simple moments.

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[But that is the point, right? Surviving isn't living, but it's better than being dead. (Somewhat.) Now's not the time to argue that, though-- and Suzunomia's the 'goddess' here. Boundless wisdom and all that which comes with being alive for so long, Hanbei assumes.]

We should stop talking about such gloomy things, then. [And once again, he falls back on his first method of evading these topics-- just outright saying that dwelling on it isn't going to do them any good.] The song was energizing, but now, with all the winds around us... I think I'm starting to get sleepy.

[Throwing in a yawn for good measure, here. That's his second method of getting out of messes. Feign sleepiness (though it isn't really feigned, most of the time).]