He wants to help me? [He honestly can't help but scoff. He's here because he wants to go home. Not because he believes. Though he can admit he feels some of his feelings have shifted since aligning with this faction.
His distaste towards the Fog witch has always been strong but those that follow her and sing praise really irritate him. There is such a strong impulse to erase them...]
But these are your words. You, a man, who seems quite dedicated to the cause. How does it go in those movies from the West. A sign...yes, I need a sign. A real sign. Not just some glow-sticks on my hands and an ability to explode light bulbs. For all I know that could be the Goblin's magic and changes. Until then... my faith isn't placed anywhere though I am dedicated to the cause of going home. Of stopping the changes and the feeding. I will devote time to that. But not to the God. Because I don't believe in him.
You can fight under a King's colors even if you don't care for his politics. Same basic principle.
... You'll get a sign. [Marco tries that smile again. It's more sincere this time; there may even be a shade of something close to hope in it.] Sooner or later, He'll speak to you. Because-- Because really, I'm not the one who can convince you. He is.
[Kira his highly doubtful about all of that. The God will speak to him? Well, he'll believe it when he hears it.]
I do not mean to sneer at something you are so passionate about. Especially when it comes to religion as I am aware that is a fairly important thing. I am very tired and in a great deal. Which isn't a good excuse but it is mine for now.
[He brushes off his jacket a heavy sigh escaping him. This feels like a waste of time though he knew that Marco would never actually be able to do the bits removal.]
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His distaste towards the Fog witch has always been strong but those that follow her and sing praise really irritate him. There is such a strong impulse to erase them...]
But these are your words. You, a man, who seems quite dedicated to the cause. How does it go in those movies from the West. A sign...yes, I need a sign. A real sign. Not just some glow-sticks on my hands and an ability to explode light bulbs. For all I know that could be the Goblin's magic and changes. Until then... my faith isn't placed anywhere though I am dedicated to the cause of going home. Of stopping the changes and the feeding. I will devote time to that. But not to the God. Because I don't believe in him.
You can fight under a King's colors even if you don't care for his politics. Same basic principle.
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I do not mean to sneer at something you are so passionate about. Especially when it comes to religion as I am aware that is a fairly important thing. I am very tired and in a great deal. Which isn't a good excuse but it is mine for now.
[He brushes off his jacket a heavy sigh escaping him. This feels like a waste of time though he knew that Marco would never actually be able to do the bits removal.]