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I have a question.

[Some precious few may recognise Kaworu's voice, but otherwise, he just sounds like a discreet, polite teenager.

Albeit one hijacking the airwaves with a very specific set of observations.]

This may be stating the obvious, but... it seems that every individual on board this ship speaks a language... right?

I find that very strange.

After all, language requires society. Without the desire to communicate--and a society to create the need for language itself--it would not exist.

But it's not just that.

We all share the same basic form. Have you noticed?

It's not a coincidence, I think. That basic form... the human form... it's very important here.

And it seems that the Moira is designed to accommodate exactly that.

Strange.

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[Well. He can't see you, but...]

Really.

[He doesn't sound unconvinced... but he doesn't sound convinced, either.]

[OOC: I was afraid of that. I only just got these uploaded because this network post required a lot more faces than I had (hahaha...) and so I haven't had a chance to fix it. Better get on that, I guess!]]

[His brows crease as he tries to put into words what he only knows through thought alone.]

No one's circumstances are... the same.

[It's just as well that Vision can't see Kaworu's face now.

It's... not smiling.

He sounds... bitter. Or is that sour?]

.... you all say that.

[Every single one.]

All?

[He doesn't understand.]

[No one understands what Kaworu is talking about, apparently. It's a problem, and he's only just becoming aware of it.]

Yes. All of you.

[Your salt is showing, Kaworu.]

You think you're different because you can't see outside of yourselves. It's kind of comical, actually.

[Except it's also annoying. Trying to talk to humans--or 'humans'--is excruciatingly difficult.]

You experience different things, different ways of living, and you think it changes you.

[Doesn't it, though?]

It's not the same thing at all.

[Interesting.]

Then, what is it?

[It is Kaworu's turn to try and put to words something he has only ever known on an internal level. Unlike Vision, however, it is something which he has always known--not something come to independently and after thought.

Kaworu has a bad habit of tipping his head back when he thinks, which he does now--not that his conversation partner can see it. What Vision can hear is the way his words come out slower and less glib.]

The beings on this ship are the kind of life that needs others like it. Because it is that kind of life... societies are born. Families exist. Friendships. The emotional connections between individuals. Humanity.

[He pauses.]

And from society comes science and music. Culture. But so does war and pain. The experience of losing others. Because the individual exists separate from others, all these things exist. Right?

[Right. Obviously.

He hopes you've followed so far, because:]

But that's not the only kind of life in the universe.

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