There's a mountain across the river, surrounded by the green, green trees and the golden sun, and the oh-so-fluffy clouds. And here you are, sitting on the other side, watching it. Watching.
It's noon.
...you were there, once, you think. It was the breaking of dawn, and there was light everywhere - around you, and through you. Inside you.
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...but I like grass and green things, too. So I guess I'm happy either way.
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[But then...Pris didn't have to worry about apples to eat either.]
Still, you gotta have a preference.
[And suddenly she's not so sure she's talking about mountains and snow and grass anymore.]
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[...that doesn't make any sense.]
[BUT SHE'S NOT GOING TO CORRECT IT.]
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Okay, you lost me.
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Let's say I liked one over the other, just for myself. It doesn't mean I prefer that one once I think about... other things than me. A weather change is a major... err. Change. I mean, it affects a lot of people!
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I get it now. Everyone else gets a vote in your preferences whether they know it or not.
Were you always like that?
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But for what it's worth, I think you handle it better than most.
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