[Smiling as he takes straight from the bottle. It's all right. On her end, she's content with her cup.]
Does it have to be about blame or responsibility? If it was, then the entire world is at fault simply because Hikaru has chosen to love it. Not everyone is built the way we are, and to be frank, they should not be. That, in itself, leads to another conundrum: why did he have to fall in love with all of this in the first place?
[Pouring again.]
Blame is pointless. Attempting to quantify how 'well' or 'poorly' those around him have tried to 'keep up', as you say, only builds resentment, and prevents one from seeing things as they are.
[Because many have. Kasumi knows some of them, and is more than just familiar with the others. And she was wise enough to know that it was always a process. There was never an end to the work unless one was dead, or chose to give it up themselves.]
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Does it have to be about blame or responsibility? If it was, then the entire world is at fault simply because Hikaru has chosen to love it. Not everyone is built the way we are, and to be frank, they should not be. That, in itself, leads to another conundrum: why did he have to fall in love with all of this in the first place?
[Pouring again.]
Blame is pointless. Attempting to quantify how 'well' or 'poorly' those around him have tried to 'keep up', as you say, only builds resentment, and prevents one from seeing things as they are.
[Because many have. Kasumi knows some of them, and is more than just familiar with the others. And she was wise enough to know that it was always a process. There was never an end to the work unless one was dead, or chose to give it up themselves.]