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[betterthangarlond]

[ It was one of those times where NOAH was still figuring out their way past the Labyrinth of the Ancients, and Nero was still lingering.

Today, though, he had found himself by the side of G'raha, when G'raha was taking a break. Not that Nero had been watching for it, of course not.

With a soft grunt, he flopped down next to him, holding a few of the tomestones that they'd been tasked to decyther. (Nero, honestly, had been asked not to join in this, but. Nero had waited until Rammbroes wasn't paying attention and stolen these ones.) ]

...You're all struggling with these?

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[aneyeonthepast]

[it's good! He returns the smile, tilting his head a little as he thinks.]

You're right- that'd be incredibly useful. Maybe if we could bring it out into something else… another body?

[he nods] I think so. Developing a life outside of Allag… would certainly have helped, wouldn't it?

[betterthangarlond]

Of course, there's the risk he could be violent - but we don't need to use another Spoken-like body, if that's the case. [ he's got a nice smirk, thinking about it. But, then, a pause. ]

And we get back to why I'd even have free will.

[aneyeonthepast]

Right… We could use something smaller, until we're certain how he's going to be.

[he makes an uncertain sound.]

There must have been something… I don't know. Maybe it grew from a seed of thinking to spots where you'd need to make decisions without a superior immediately there?

[betterthangarlond]

I did awaken quite alone. My parents kept quite away from me. [ There he goes, calling them parents. ] And I kept being given choices...

[ He sounds so uncertain, though. ]

[aneyeonthepast]

… Your parents? They sound like good people.

[he gives Nero a shoulderbump.]