[Walking in the dark gloom, Hizen's words are almost swallowed up by the roar of the downpour, but Matoba attentively hears them, each and every one, and feels some small bit of pity for the spirit of a human tool, who must lament that he cannot ever truly understand his Master. Whoever it was. Had been.]
That is so. [If there is one thing that he will ever agree upon with an ayakashi, it was that: they were incompatible beings. Even one that had been created with servitude to a human in mind.... A human would never be able to understand the feelings of something that had been made in service to them. A human would never understand the desires of a thing which viewed a world so different from their own.]
[Matoba tilts the edge of the umbrella a bit to glance at the sky above, as if to see if it was letting up any, before tilting it back down over them again. They had crossed into Sutoku territory already, so it would be a short while until they arrived at the wide avenue with all the main shops.]
Perhaps we should not have been brought here, don't you think?
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That is so. [If there is one thing that he will ever agree upon with an ayakashi, it was that: they were incompatible beings. Even one that had been created with servitude to a human in mind.... A human would never be able to understand the feelings of something that had been made in service to them. A human would never understand the desires of a thing which viewed a world so different from their own.]
[Matoba tilts the edge of the umbrella a bit to glance at the sky above, as if to see if it was letting up any, before tilting it back down over them again. They had crossed into Sutoku territory already, so it would be a short while until they arrived at the wide avenue with all the main shops.]
Perhaps we should not have been brought here, don't you think?