[ Well, he receives that loud and clear. Noct drew in a breath and held it a moment before he exhaled and looked to his device before he flipped it over and fumbled with it. He wasn't as quick or tactful as his father and he wasn't sure what the right thing was to say now. He felt somewhat obligated to sympathize with the people but in truth he agreed with his father. People were fools, they were caught up in the dark and they grasped at any light no matter if it was false light or not. The instant reaction, the knee-jerk reaction, to plunge into a promise that will ease anyone's pain was no doubt an obvious and expected response.
After all, how much resistance could they each have against the damnation of this world before they were inevitably swallowed? ]
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After all, how much resistance could they each have against the damnation of this world before they were inevitably swallowed? ]
Dad...?
Has any good come from this place?