All questions of where they've gone vanish as soon as this strange scene unfolds before him. Aventurine watches, silent and focused as the conversation plays out. It's a difficult debate to follow when his own understanding of humanity has warped itself over the years of his lifetime, but then his eyes grow wide as the scene changes, develops, and morphs into the beginnings of someone he's come to know.
At the mention of Nona, he turns to look at his companion with furrowed brows, and as more information gets fed to him, everything pieces itself together. This is undoubtedly a glimpse into Nona's past, and Aventurine takes a step back, as if trying to distance himself with what he's seeing. This is far too personal for him to get involved with, yet there's nowhere to turn to for an escape. He's left with no choice but to witness her realization, her fate, and when this memory finally comes to an abrupt close, he knows too much. ]
Nona...
[ He calls out tentatively, his gaze searching her expression. ]
nona's own expression is complicated as she watches this memory of the past. pained, because it's still not easy to see, grief for something, guilt and regret; there is a kind of acceptance, though, of someone who has come to terms with these things.
but when aventurine calls out to her, she turns to him, giving him an awkward smile.]
Oh. Um... sorry you had to see that. I don't know why this is happening...?
[ It's the sort of reaction that he'd expected from her. After all, he's seen for himself how quick she is to adjust to whatever situation she's placed in, so while this shouldn't come as a surprise, it still manages to strike at his emotions. ]
You don't have to apologize. I shouldn't have seen that.
[ He frowns, concern evident in every part of him. ]
... Aldo told me that while you can't choose why or how you were born, you can choose how you live—that even if you feel like being born was a mistake, the things you feel and do while you're alive aren't.
I guess you could say those words are what I live by now.
[ Oh. He doesn't expect that sentiment to resonate with him quite as much as it does, and Aventurine is left without a response as he's transported back to that place, a wide river, a dark backdrop, a moment between two people. ]
... Someone once told me something similar. That while we can't choose our beginnings, we can at least choose our journeys.
[ There's an ache in his chest and Aventurine shakily inhales. Seeing his sister, hearing her voice, it sends a fresh wave of grief over him.
He balls his hands into fists at his sides as he stares at the ground, only becoming aware of Nona's presence a second later as he tries to pull himself out of it. ]
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All questions of where they've gone vanish as soon as this strange scene unfolds before him. Aventurine watches, silent and focused as the conversation plays out. It's a difficult debate to follow when his own understanding of humanity has warped itself over the years of his lifetime, but then his eyes grow wide as the scene changes, develops, and morphs into the beginnings of someone he's come to know.
At the mention of Nona, he turns to look at his companion with furrowed brows, and as more information gets fed to him, everything pieces itself together. This is undoubtedly a glimpse into Nona's past, and Aventurine takes a step back, as if trying to distance himself with what he's seeing. This is far too personal for him to get involved with, yet there's nowhere to turn to for an escape. He's left with no choice but to witness her realization, her fate, and when this memory finally comes to an abrupt close, he knows too much. ]
Nona...
[ He calls out tentatively, his gaze searching her expression. ]
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nona's own expression is complicated as she watches this memory of the past. pained, because it's still not easy to see, grief for something, guilt and regret; there is a kind of acceptance, though, of someone who has come to terms with these things.
but when aventurine calls out to her, she turns to him, giving him an awkward smile.]
Oh. Um... sorry you had to see that. I don't know why this is happening...?
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You don't have to apologize. I shouldn't have seen that.
[ He frowns, concern evident in every part of him. ]
Are you okay?
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she gives him a little smile.]
I'm okay. It's not a pleasant truth, but it was a while back. I've... long since accepted the truth of my origins.
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[ He returns the smile with his own, admiring and gentle. ]
I suppose there's really only so much you can do with that kind of discovery.
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[she's quiet for a moment.]
... Aldo told me that while you can't choose why or how you were born, you can choose how you live—that even if you feel like being born was a mistake, the things you feel and do while you're alive aren't.
I guess you could say those words are what I live by now.
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... Someone once told me something similar. That while we can't choose our beginnings, we can at least choose our journeys.
[ Another smile, bittersweet this time. ]
I think you're further ahead of me.
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I can't take too much credit for that. I had some really good people by my side.
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4:56:38-5:01:15 are the timestamps... you've been here before jan ]
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anyway, nona goes quiet, and stays that way after the memory finishes. what do you even say to something like that?]
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He balls his hands into fists at his sides as he stares at the ground, only becoming aware of Nona's presence a second later as he tries to pull himself out of it. ]
... I guess it was my turn.
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... I'm sorry. That was something I shouldn't have seen.
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It was a long time ago.
[ And time... hasn't really made it any better. ]
That journey I mentioned before... It's partly for her. For my parents, too.
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Then I hope it's a really good one—for all of you.
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[ He trails off, a soft smile on his face as he studies Nona for just a moment. ]
So far it has been. The people I've been meeting have been one of a kind.
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Yeah. ... There's nowhere that will ever mean as much as home, but the world is a big place—full of amazing people.
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I didn't look so closely before. But now, I guess I have the time to.
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... Yeah, time is something we do have here, as weird as it is to think that.
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Do you think about it a lot? I don't really know what you get up to in your spare time.
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But everything going on back home was really hectic recently, so bizarrely, this is also the first time in a while I've had room to breathe.
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[ TWO OF THEM. ]
It's been strange, hasn't it? And getting to talk to so many people... I don't usually get to stick around this long.
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... For all of the horrible things that's happened here, the people are the best part.
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[ WHICH IS GOING TO BE ALL THE TIME FROM HERE ON OUT. ]
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[WEEPS]
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Pats her on the head. ]
When have you ever known me to be sarcastic.
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