The Sunspire i don't see red 'cause

He shakes his head slightly at Taikon's last words. No, you're right — life isn't really worth much if you don't believe in something, whether things are random or not, and beliefs aren't worth anything if you won't stand up for them, This is a strong conviction of his, one burned into him countless times through tragic circumstance. He thinks of Kavik, bitterly, then pushes the thought away. This conversation is a good one, and he won't let that thought ruin it. But — maybe that's what we're meant to do? It isn't a fight at all if this is what we were made for — our exact paths might not follow any plan or pattern, but maybe there's a pattern to be found in following our own nature. Or... more like a balance. We all impose our individual nature on the world and each other, pushing for what we want, and it shapes our realities, and we're all so different that in the end it balances out. He takes a breath, a little stunned by the depth of his own thought. I guess that's why it seems like a fight. If it's always balanced, it'll never really seem like it's going our way.