[Shintaro does not touch what does not belong to him, but he tears his eyes away from Jade to look down at those notes again, wondering whether the man actually knew or simply believed that his answers laid in this research. Did he even want to change, or did he just want to prove that he could? But those were questions about Jade Curtiss, a business that wasn't any of his. Those were questions that weren't his to ask.
He brings his hands together on his lap for a lack of anything better to do with them.]
I don't think it's that I don't actually understand that.
[That's right, he thinks. He does understand. At the very least, he knows that life is precious and he knows that there is no existence that is perfect. He can also see why that knowledge, and the change that can be brought on by knowing it, can allow people to live. He's known that for a long time. Hadn't he viewed those unchanging days as no better than being dead? (But even trying to change that had seemed like a meaningless effort, back then.)]
... To prove that there's a point to living. That's your motive?
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He brings his hands together on his lap for a lack of anything better to do with them.]
I don't think it's that I don't actually understand that.
[That's right, he thinks. He does understand. At the very least, he knows that life is precious and he knows that there is no existence that is perfect. He can also see why that knowledge, and the change that can be brought on by knowing it, can allow people to live. He's known that for a long time. Hadn't he viewed those unchanging days as no better than being dead? (But even trying to change that had seemed like a meaningless effort, back then.)]
... To prove that there's a point to living. That's your motive?