Did you ever like it? At the very start, perhaps, before the curtain was pulled?
[The illusion had felt spoiled for her very early.
It's very quiet now that she's drawn still and her heels no longer sound on the floor below.]
Perhaps I agree with you, but with his doctrines, how could he maintain power if not by force?
[Depending on how much her roommate was paying attention, he'll probably remember that she had openly questioned Father's divinity when Sika first greeted them; He's not one that she believes in, and she finds his means of control offensive.]
[He gives her questions a moment of earnest thought. Truthfully...]
...No. I was never meant to be here, for one thing. And for another, I only enjoy plays when I'm in the audience.
[He never cared to play a role himself, though life has pressed him into parts he never chose. In his previous life, too, was he forced to play along? Perhaps it's better he can't recall with certainty.]
Simple: he couldn't.
[To lead without force requires real effort, and effort is the one thing such men seldom spare.]
A weak man rules through fear. Weak men also spend all their time fortifying their walls, so that if anyone does move against them, the pedestal is far harder to topple. Still...
[He fixes Cantarella with a look, the weight of his gaze pressing through the mask, even with his eyes concealed.]
Do you not think there are some among us who would try?
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[The illusion had felt spoiled for her very early.
It's very quiet now that she's drawn still and her heels no longer sound on the floor below.]
Perhaps I agree with you, but with his doctrines, how could he maintain power if not by force?
[Depending on how much her roommate was paying attention, he'll probably remember that she had openly questioned Father's divinity when Sika first greeted them; He's not one that she believes in, and she finds his means of control offensive.]
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...No. I was never meant to be here, for one thing. And for another, I only enjoy plays when I'm in the audience.
[He never cared to play a role himself, though life has pressed him into parts he never chose. In his previous life, too, was he forced to play along? Perhaps it's better he can't recall with certainty.]
Simple: he couldn't.
[To lead without force requires real effort, and effort is the one thing such men seldom spare.]
A weak man rules through fear. Weak men also spend all their time fortifying their walls, so that if anyone does move against them, the pedestal is far harder to topple. Still...
[He fixes Cantarella with a look, the weight of his gaze pressing through the mask, even with his eyes concealed.]
Do you not think there are some among us who would try?