doesn't know how to feel, about the silent consoling for an outcome more likely than not, and after a moment her hand draws from his. ]
No. I simply found I belonged nowhere, Edamura. Looking at my father, you can tell I am not fully Ka Buan -- this was a point impressed on me at a young age by my peers. In Vaugarde, I found it much the same: I was a stranger in a foreign land, their customs and beliefs alien to my own. Just as Ka Bue's had never settled right either.
[ Odile exhales, smile a little wry. ]
I did find a country full of others, who had come to that welcoming land just as I had. People with no home. People who could no longer remember it. People who simply had decided a different path. That is comfort enough, in some ways, but I do still wish for something to call my own, and to be called such in return.
[ That... little bit of sentimentality, that weakness, which she offers just after her failure to read between the lines.
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doesn't know how to feel, about the silent consoling for an outcome more likely than not, and after a moment her hand draws from his. ]
No. I simply found I belonged nowhere, Edamura. Looking at my father, you can tell I am not fully Ka Buan -- this was a point impressed on me at a young age by my peers. In Vaugarde, I found it much the same: I was a stranger in a foreign land, their customs and beliefs alien to my own. Just as Ka Bue's had never settled right either.
[ Odile exhales, smile a little wry. ]
I did find a country full of others, who had come to that welcoming land just as I had. People with no home. People who could no longer remember it. People who simply had decided a different path. That is comfort enough, in some ways, but I do still wish for something to call my own, and to be called such in return.
[ That... little bit of sentimentality, that weakness, which she offers just after her failure to read between the lines.
She supposes she is her father's daughter. ]