[ A lot of it is familiar: poverty, thugs, weird gangs trying to get their use out of you. These are things that make sense to him, watching the scene play out through Vax's memories, feeling the rage and the horror. The concern is foreign, but it makes sense.
But as it fades from around him, something strange settled in the pit of his stomach, he's... curious.
He's never loved anyone or anything, but it fascinates him that it can be so destructive. ]
... [ He shifts, a little awkwardly. ] That was messed up.
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But as it fades from around him, something strange settled in the pit of his stomach, he's... curious.
He's never loved anyone or anything, but it fascinates him that it can be so destructive. ]
... [ He shifts, a little awkwardly. ] That was messed up.