Koa
"Hullo, Erebos!" Koa grins warmly, waggling his eyebrows at the child. Maybe it's his own boyishness, but the young man has always enjoyed the company of children - they're easier to understand than adults.
The foot-grabbing having been a success, Koa opts to keep at it, gently batting Erebos' shoes and letting the baby kick his hands in response. Again he glances at the Needle, picking up on the distaste in Deimos's question and frowning thoughtfully in response. "I suppose that's up to the people in charge," the Dragoon answers, a bitter quirk of his lips betraying what he thinks of said people in charge. "I thought about it, but... it feels wrong? Like we'd be erasing the past, instead of learning from it. That's why I wanted to change this place, y'know? Use it as a way for us to grow, instead of just... pretending it never happened."
Straightening back up to look at Deimos, he tries to keep the search for approval from shining in his face. He doesn't know if it's the right answer, but it's the only one he has.
The foot-grabbing having been a success, Koa opts to keep at it, gently batting Erebos' shoes and letting the baby kick his hands in response. Again he glances at the Needle, picking up on the distaste in Deimos's question and frowning thoughtfully in response. "I suppose that's up to the people in charge," the Dragoon answers, a bitter quirk of his lips betraying what he thinks of said people in charge. "I thought about it, but... it feels wrong? Like we'd be erasing the past, instead of learning from it. That's why I wanted to change this place, y'know? Use it as a way for us to grow, instead of just... pretending it never happened."
Straightening back up to look at Deimos, he tries to keep the search for approval from shining in his face. He doesn't know if it's the right answer, but it's the only one he has.
i can't decide if it's a choice, getting swept away
