[ paves the way for smaller person through the snow so he doesn't just have to like hop in footprints. ]
Hardly dumb - take what you can with you, all the knowledge you can manage.
[ paddock of e.l.c.s... they just lean against the sturdy pen watching them as they arrive. their voice comes out a bit distant, almost hesitant. the word falls off ]
[ he thinks about saying he's half-tempted to entice an e.l.c. to come onto the ship, but the topic gets filed away for later because he hears that hesitance. ]
...by choice? Or by circumstance? [ he's heard a little about why io joined the eudora, but he's been curious about what happened to these people to lead them here in the first place. ]
[ they gesture towards one of the e.l.c. on standby, it meanders over slowly, as if familiar, coming right up to the pen's gate and allowing them to reach out and pat its neck. ]
Both [ hazarding. distantly: ] Both... I...
[ closing their eyes. ] Both feels right. Circumstance. Choice... interwoven. Sometimes these things, they connect.
It's...weird how we can still get what we want but it's not always the way we want it. It makes it harder to really know where the line is between being happy you're doing what you planned or and being obligated to because of how things turned out. Or maybe I'm off-based.
My father was the only physician for a provincial town for decades... so his passing left a gap that by blood I was required to fill.
It's not something I regret, though.
[ gives elc a good good patting. ]
Finding happiness alongside our obligations, it's a tough thing to discern. I suppose I wouldn't say I was happy with it... but... [ a tight smile ] Sometimes you do what you must for the good of a body of people. It's not a good thing, not something I'd advise so willingly. But a choice you make unto yourself. And that choice must feel right within your heart.
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Hardly dumb - take what you can with you, all the knowledge you can manage.
[ paddock of e.l.c.s... they just lean against the sturdy pen watching them as they arrive. their voice comes out a bit distant, almost hesitant. the word falls off ]
Yes. I... was a surgeon...
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...by choice? Or by circumstance? [ he's heard a little about why io joined the eudora, but he's been curious about what happened to these people to lead them here in the first place. ]
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Both [ hazarding. distantly: ] Both... I...
[ closing their eyes. ] Both feels right. Circumstance. Choice... interwoven. Sometimes these things, they connect.
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...do you not remember, or do you mean that it could apply as both so it makes the most sense?
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It was choice, that I wanted to become a surgeon... and it was circumstance that had me taking over the [ hm. ] "family business" so to speak.
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It's...weird how we can still get what we want but it's not always the way we want it. It makes it harder to really know where the line is between being happy you're doing what you planned or and being obligated to because of how things turned out. Or maybe I'm off-based.
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My father was the only physician for a provincial town for decades... so his passing left a gap that by blood I was required to fill.
It's not something I regret, though.
[ gives elc a good good patting. ]
Finding happiness alongside our obligations, it's a tough thing to discern. I suppose I wouldn't say I was happy with it... but... [ a tight smile ] Sometimes you do what you must for the good of a body of people. It's not a good thing, not something I'd advise so willingly. But a choice you make unto yourself. And that choice must feel right within your heart.
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Once it's a choice you make though, is it a choice you can take back later or change your mind on? Or is it just a commitment for life?