[ Her brow furrows at him for a moment, seemingly perplexed by his sequential answers. There's something about his manner of speech that feels quite... awkward to her. Then again, she hasn't exactly interacted with him many times, and he's said more words in this reply than she's even had in the entirety of one conversation before.
The real Pyra would be quite fascinated by these answers regardless... and she would not be so uncaring and cynical in the line of questioning. The real Pyra with all of her emotions would find it amazing and beautiful that there are those who can raise the voices of the dead, troubled by how hatred makes them linger, and relieved that they might find solace in passing on. The real Pyra would apologize for this line of questioning, profusely at that.
But this Pyra has no concern for any of that, and she decides to limit all of her responses, easily, to just one: ]
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The real Pyra would be quite fascinated by these answers regardless... and she would not be so uncaring and cynical in the line of questioning. The real Pyra with all of her emotions would find it amazing and beautiful that there are those who can raise the voices of the dead, troubled by how hatred makes them linger, and relieved that they might find solace in passing on. The real Pyra would apologize for this line of questioning, profusely at that.
But this Pyra has no concern for any of that, and she decides to limit all of her responses, easily, to just one: ]
Is that wrong?