[It's strange, how he almost sees an echo of himself and Klint in the dueling figures. The younger yearning to imitate the older, wanting nothing more than to make them proud and see that in their expression.
Barok sighs where he lays, after the dream has ended. He has no right to speak of Genshin to the man, he knows. But even so...
The following morning:]
The imagination can be a cruel and unreasonable thing, would you not agree, Mr. Asogi?
sender: Barok van Zieks
Barok sighs where he lays, after the dream has ended. He has no right to speak of Genshin to the man, he knows. But even so...
The following morning:]
The imagination can be a cruel and unreasonable thing, would you not agree, Mr. Asogi?