[ Caelus has thought about it too, once or twice or a thousand times before: what would happen if the Stellaron inside of him was removed from his body? Herta's joked before about him exploding, and the awful mess he'll make for her employees afterward — but suppose, theoretically, it could be done? Would he remain himself? Would he still have value to the Astral Express, or would he find himself locked outside of its doors for the rest of his days? If his purpose is to hold the Stellaron, will he be worthless without it? Who is he, in the destiny that has been prescribed for him?
Ultimately, he came to the conclusion that it all really doesn't matter very much.
Screw it. If he dies, he dies.
That's really the only way to solve philosophical questions, sometimes — and that's why, as he slowly draws himself back to a normal standing position, weight still firmly planted on only one leg, Caelus looks Luocha in the eyes and answers calmly, with no fear of artifice or ensnarement: ]
Sure. What's the question?
[ He hears nothing but the sound of his own breathing; he can usually only hear the thrum of the Stellaron inside of him late at night, before he falls asleep. The evening seems deliciously quiet, and no one else is around. Abstractly, and partly as a joke, Caelus wonders if Luocha has murdered the Inn's customary receptionist. ]
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Ultimately, he came to the conclusion that it all really doesn't matter very much.
Screw it. If he dies, he dies.
That's really the only way to solve philosophical questions, sometimes — and that's why, as he slowly draws himself back to a normal standing position, weight still firmly planted on only one leg, Caelus looks Luocha in the eyes and answers calmly, with no fear of artifice or ensnarement: ]
Sure. What's the question?
[ He hears nothing but the sound of his own breathing; he can usually only hear the thrum of the Stellaron inside of him late at night, before he falls asleep. The evening seems deliciously quiet, and no one else is around. Abstractly, and partly as a joke, Caelus wonders if Luocha has murdered the Inn's customary receptionist. ]