an investigation on ruins

kaimana

how beautiful the leaves grow old

"If most people don' like bein' called caterpillars an' you don' like bein' called a caterpillar, that makes you seem less like oneuvakind." It isn't that you're particularly angry or obstinate - indeed you match his grin with a vibrant one of her own - just that he's making some logical fallacies and while you can accept those far more easily than your sister, it's hard to let it go when he won't. Especially when he's dragged caterpillars and their many virtues into it doubt.

His reaction to the questions about his Ascended nature is somewhat unexpected but not unfair. Glancing at Oia you shrug good-naturedly, plopping yourself down easily on a piece of nearby rubble and looking up at the Ascended Looker. "We're Oia'i'o an' Kaimana. We wanna get knowledge. An' you should answer 'em 'cus we asked."

Yup. That seems perfectly reasonable to you.

how full of light and color are their last days