Happiness is not an ideal of reason but of imagination
A very small shadow of a frown crinkles his brow, at her question on greed. When did it become too much, or enough to be classified as greedy? The hoarding of wealth and power was something he was familiar with from his homeworld, and it wasn't a pleasant memory.
"I think… if in acquiring or using such gifts takes away from others to the point that they suffer… that is greedy." She probably wasn't looking for an answer, she probably only meant the question in a light, friendly, conversation-spurring way. But the thought troubled Chuy, even if he was utterly oblivious to the full potential the Voice's gifts could bring.
His expression softened as the topic turned to things like tasting whiskey, or feeling pleasure. He enjoyed a good meal, but probably could get used to living without needing food. But pleasure? He still didn't quite understand the implications of what Neron had said about the bite of an Ascended being pleasurable, but he also wasn't aware that that may be the only way an Ascended could ever feel it again.
Then he was asked something more directly, something personal, that he honestly hadn't even considered given everything else he was dealing with. He gave a thoughtful look, taking a moment to consider it seriously, before nodding and giving his reply. "Something that can fly would be pretty wicked, I think." He shrugged.
"Beyond that… guess I'm happy to wait and see."
"I think… if in acquiring or using such gifts takes away from others to the point that they suffer… that is greedy." She probably wasn't looking for an answer, she probably only meant the question in a light, friendly, conversation-spurring way. But the thought troubled Chuy, even if he was utterly oblivious to the full potential the Voice's gifts could bring.
His expression softened as the topic turned to things like tasting whiskey, or feeling pleasure. He enjoyed a good meal, but probably could get used to living without needing food. But pleasure? He still didn't quite understand the implications of what Neron had said about the bite of an Ascended being pleasurable, but he also wasn't aware that that may be the only way an Ascended could ever feel it again.
Then he was asked something more directly, something personal, that he honestly hadn't even considered given everything else he was dealing with. He gave a thoughtful look, taking a moment to consider it seriously, before nodding and giving his reply. "Something that can fly would be pretty wicked, I think." He shrugged.
"Beyond that… guess I'm happy to wait and see."
CHULANE
