"Hmm." A soft note, of thought and acknowledgement. Callias continued to sway to the beat, leading the dear Count with confidence and care rolled into one.
"I have indeed wondered that, myself. Would it disturb you, if I told you that I would indeed look? I would peer upon the context of Pandora's Box given half the chance. To me, understanding brings me all the closer to embracing the world as it is, as well as understanding the place I wish to be. For all the sorrows it contains, for all the horrors, the truth is a wondrous thing, even if lies are simpler, easier, softer.
"Even if I should become fearful, no, terrified, I dare say it will pass. It will pass, and I will understand, and embrace this truth. It is what I love about much of the universe itself."
Despite the confidence in his words, and the topic at hand, his own gaze is gentle, and warm in kind. Delicately, the android adjusts his grasp on the Count's hand, and leads him into a twirl, simply for the sake of it. Rather than fully conform to the music itself, he dares to attempt to stand out just the slightest bit. To prove that he does not mind following the beat of a different drum even while the rhythm is the same as everyone else's. All without stepping out of time with them, but changing it up so that they're not all the same.
"Would you look upon such a truth as well?" he couldn't help but ask, his gaze still kind, a delighted smile upon his lips. There is no right or wrong answer to this question that he's turned upon the Count. Regardless of whether it is truth or lie, his enjoyment of the moment would be difficult to snuff out.
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"I have indeed wondered that, myself. Would it disturb you, if I told you that I would indeed look? I would peer upon the context of Pandora's Box given half the chance. To me, understanding brings me all the closer to embracing the world as it is, as well as understanding the place I wish to be. For all the sorrows it contains, for all the horrors, the truth is a wondrous thing, even if lies are simpler, easier, softer.
"Even if I should become fearful, no, terrified, I dare say it will pass. It will pass, and I will understand, and embrace this truth. It is what I love about much of the universe itself."
Despite the confidence in his words, and the topic at hand, his own gaze is gentle, and warm in kind. Delicately, the android adjusts his grasp on the Count's hand, and leads him into a twirl, simply for the sake of it. Rather than fully conform to the music itself, he dares to attempt to stand out just the slightest bit. To prove that he does not mind following the beat of a different drum even while the rhythm is the same as everyone else's. All without stepping out of time with them, but changing it up so that they're not all the same.
"Would you look upon such a truth as well?" he couldn't help but ask, his gaze still kind, a delighted smile upon his lips. There is no right or wrong answer to this question that he's turned upon the Count. Regardless of whether it is truth or lie, his enjoyment of the moment would be difficult to snuff out.