[Does he believe that? No, not really. Or maybe, he doesn't think that what people have the right to do or not do really matters. The people who have rights are the people who have power to enforce them. Everyone else doesn't get a say, and thinking about things any differently is pointless.]
[He can tell that saying as much won't get him anywhere, though. One look at her face makes that clear. So he shifts his weight, the sound of metal against metal coming through muffled again, and glances off at nothing much.]
Can a person be a Somewhere?
[Asra. Asra used to be. Or maybe the apprentice. He doesn't think anyone is really his. He certainly doesn't have a Somewhere. Not anymore. He doesn't even remember it. So many of them don't remember what matters.]
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[He can tell that saying as much won't get him anywhere, though. One look at her face makes that clear. So he shifts his weight, the sound of metal against metal coming through muffled again, and glances off at nothing much.]
Can a person be a Somewhere?
[Asra. Asra used to be. Or maybe the apprentice. He doesn't think anyone is really his. He certainly doesn't have a Somewhere. Not anymore. He doesn't even remember it. So many of them don't remember what matters.]