[Now there’s a statement that’s going to age like milk. Here and now, however, Liem appreciates the sentiment, even if he has good reason to think that Paul is 100% incorrect in his assumption.
It’s a nice thought—sort of like how the nighttime Veneran streets are quite nice, calm and peaceful, swathed in a blanket of shadow and starlight. Neither reflects the strife waiting in the wings to steal over the scene like a bloody dawn, but for now, the illusion of peace is enough to afford some measure of comfort. He wonders if Paul feels the same way.]
If you don’t mind my asking—what was your home like?
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It’s a nice thought—sort of like how the nighttime Veneran streets are quite nice, calm and peaceful, swathed in a blanket of shadow and starlight. Neither reflects the strife waiting in the wings to steal over the scene like a bloody dawn, but for now, the illusion of peace is enough to afford some measure of comfort. He wonders if Paul feels the same way.]
If you don’t mind my asking—what was your home like?