[ Kim listens carefully. He has the presence of mind to realize that writing down someone else's painful family history in front of them would be an uncouth thing to do, but his hand itches for a pen nonetheless; as far as he's concerned, while this is personal to Matoba, it also gives him an indication for how the beings here work, and how Kim might expect deals made with them to backfire.
He'll write it down later. Frankly, it sounds like the fairy tales he'd grown up with, fanciful stories meant to moralize to impressionable children. This sort of story would seem to say: keep your promises, little Kim, or you'll be sorry! A useful tool for any guardian to keep their kid in line -- or in Kim's case, many, many kids in line. But what was a fictional tool to Kim is an uncomfortable reality to the man in front of him. ]
So your occupation isn't your only birthright, [ he translates. Horrible thing, that. ] My condolences. That must be a terrible thing to grow up with.
[ And Kim thought he had it bad with his eyesight. He ruminates on what he's been told. If the case is that hatred can forge a bond, then there are many in Revachol who could have done exactly that. It's something to keep in mind with others he meets as well, he thinks. While he's certain he himself has never harboured a hatred like that for that long (at least towards a single person; groups of people are a different matter entirely) he doesn't doubt that there are others here that had. ]
Has that ayakishi never been successful in taking an eye from one of your clan? [ He did say that its hatred towards them had grown... ] Would that even satisfy them?
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He'll write it down later. Frankly, it sounds like the fairy tales he'd grown up with, fanciful stories meant to moralize to impressionable children. This sort of story would seem to say: keep your promises, little Kim, or you'll be sorry! A useful tool for any guardian to keep their kid in line -- or in Kim's case, many, many kids in line. But what was a fictional tool to Kim is an uncomfortable reality to the man in front of him. ]
So your occupation isn't your only birthright, [ he translates. Horrible thing, that. ] My condolences. That must be a terrible thing to grow up with.
[ And Kim thought he had it bad with his eyesight. He ruminates on what he's been told. If the case is that hatred can forge a bond, then there are many in Revachol who could have done exactly that. It's something to keep in mind with others he meets as well, he thinks. While he's certain he himself has never harboured a hatred like that for that long (at least towards a single person; groups of people are a different matter entirely) he doesn't doubt that there are others here that had. ]
Has that ayakishi never been successful in taking an eye from one of your clan? [ He did say that its hatred towards them had grown... ] Would that even satisfy them?