kaimana
they say we are what we are, but we don't have to be
You didn't say civilization was bad. You said you don't think it's particularly comfortable, which is entirely different to your mind. But here's Oliver, saying that the germs in the mud might kill someone, as though they were an army of malicious and invisible soldiers waiting to pounce on any susceptible foe. "Bacteria needs to infect livin' things to reproduce. It's not its fault if the immune system of the host is low enough that they die."
There's a stubborn set to your chin, a strange attempt at seriousness on your freckled face. You might have said more, but Loren pipes up, his comments soothing do your defense of nature. A large amount of mud now coating your arm you move away from the wall, looking rather like a golem, your expression warming at Loren's laugh. "I know. Human social structure requires buildin's an' lines an' designated order an' things bein' clean. It's just kinda new to me is all."
There's a stubborn set to your chin, a strange attempt at seriousness on your freckled face. You might have said more, but Loren pipes up, his comments soothing do your defense of nature. A large amount of mud now coating your arm you move away from the wall, looking rather like a golem, your expression warming at Loren's laugh. "I know. Human social structure requires buildin's an' lines an' designated order an' things bein' clean. It's just kinda new to me is all."
