[ Kindness and decency may have their perks. But Hei will never, ever lie and say that they're more important than anything else. Kindness is for people who don't recognize the dozen different nuances of sound for each crack of bone; decency is for people who want a family and children and to live and do good until they get old. Hei may want satisfaction, if not happiness, but his satisfaction isn't that. At the end of the day, well -- nobody wants to be alone. Isn't that all anyone is looking for? It's enough that he can form ties with people, however rare or brief or tenuous. Enough that he can have roadmarks, if not anchors, to humanity, in the shape of those he meets. ]
[ For someone who subsists on illusions and emptiness, on a labyrinth of smoke and mirrors, it's enough. It's progress, even. ]
You can't get kicked out of your own party, [ he says, lightly brushing the grains of sand away from his clothes. ] Still, it's better not to push your luck. [ A joke, a warning, and advice, in his own way. ]
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[ For someone who subsists on illusions and emptiness, on a labyrinth of smoke and mirrors, it's enough. It's progress, even. ]
You can't get kicked out of your own party, [ he says, lightly brushing the grains of sand away from his clothes. ] Still, it's better not to push your luck. [ A joke, a warning, and advice, in his own way. ]