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[poetwarrior]

While lots of human-style furniture is understandably meant for bipeds and little else, there is a K'da poet-warrior who is appreciating the chance to test out one of the chaise lounges in the Plaza, its cushion long enough to allow the entire length of the tiger-sized creature to stretch out comfortably, hanging his forepaws over the side.

Perhaps it's frivolous to spend his time this way when there are other things he could be doing, but he's been in the Nexus many times and never had reason to ask a question. That is no longer the case.

"Have you ever had cause to uproot yourself from your home and travel to places unknown, with no intention of returning? Did you encounter any difficulties that you had not expected?"

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[grantuseyes]

"There is no way to predict if my thinking were to change. Vacuous Rom's behaviour was markedly different going from human to kin. She became singly focused on maintaining her veil and living in silence on the lake. And who am I, mortal and frail-minded, to question her motivations, her actions? She knows more than I do by her very nature.

"And what will change for me should I gain more eyes and ascend? What else will I see that I do not now? It is to ask someone to commit to something before unpredictable, earth-shaking change. I will not be the man I am now in so many senses of the word..."