"Oh, the boring sorts of things. Making mistakes I can't fix. Being lied to, being unwanted. I fear hurting people when I didn't mean to," he says honestly.
They turn, slowly, together. Jedao doesn't mind it.
"To be fair, I did not try very hard," he admits wryly. "I was tired, and - somewhat infamous, and I wasn't treated badly, overall. It was easier to stay where I was put than go on the run somewhere. I consider myself free here. I can go, if I want. But I like the work, and the people, and the place."
"I like the work and the people and the place, too," she admits.
"I am more - free here than I ever was at home. I don't want to go home after this," she admits. "When I graduate, I want to - to explore. To know everything. To learn everything. To meet people and learn how they are, how they think, how they feel."
She pulls back and gestures out to the expanse of the Enclosure. "This is what I want, Jedao. Now I have something new to learn and research and discover."
"I've always lived in places like this. It was in port, while living on the barge, that I saw rain in person for the first time. The world you know is as strange to me as mine is for you."
He's made sure they haven't drifted out of range of their post, despite the little angular turns.
"I think the most efficient path back to the door would be off that bouncer -" he waves to a dark blue crenelated shape. "Which is going to need a little angle adjustment at the moment of contact. If you're ready to be done now, you can hold onto me and I'll get us out. But if you want to just stick around and play, we have plenty of time."
"Play is one of the best ways to learn," he says brightly. "It's what this place is for. If you can find all nine golden bells and bring them back to the landing stage, you get ten points."
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He sounds wistful, more than anything, a gentle melancholy.
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Somber, rather than victorious. He orients himself to face her and lets go, trusting in his own inertia not to drift out of range of the post.
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She reaches out for the post, or for him, whichever she drifts closer to.
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"Ah, yes and no. I did kill him, but someone else took me prisoner after. I was...quiet, for some time. And then the Admiral offered me a place here."
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"So you weren't able to escape that time? Have you ever been free?"
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"To be fair, I did not try very hard," he admits wryly. "I was tired, and - somewhat infamous, and I wasn't treated badly, overall. It was easier to stay where I was put than go on the run somewhere. I consider myself free here. I can go, if I want. But I like the work, and the people, and the place."
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"I am more - free here than I ever was at home. I don't want to go home after this," she admits. "When I graduate, I want to - to explore. To know everything. To learn everything. To meet people and learn how they are, how they think, how they feel."
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"I've always lived in places like this. It was in port, while living on the barge, that I saw rain in person for the first time. The world you know is as strange to me as mine is for you."
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"The best part about rain is not being in it, but staying inside and listening to it."
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He's smiling, though, wistfully fond. "That sounds very nice."
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"Next time, I will show you. But - how do we get back now?"
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"I think the most efficient path back to the door would be off that bouncer -" he waves to a dark blue crenelated shape. "Which is going to need a little angle adjustment at the moment of contact. If you're ready to be done now, you can hold onto me and I'll get us out. But if you want to just stick around and play, we have plenty of time."
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"Ten points? And what do you get with these points?"
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"Well, if you were going to Shuos Academy, potentially many things. As it is, I suppose you'll have to be satisfied with the love of the game."
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