Seeking Answers

[toohonest]

Aleksandra enters the room Looking Purposeful, with what appears to be a book of poems under her arm. She clears her throat in a way that makes it clear she is addressing the room as a whole, although her voice remains quite soft

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[screwierthanyou]

Fuck if I know.

[toohonest]

It doesn't make sense, does it?

[screwierthanyou]

No. I've heard it isn't supposed to, though.

[toohonest]

But that's absurd!

[therainbowsheep]

Because they don't know what happens in the end when it all goes to hell in a handbasket, of course.

[toohonest]

*very seriously* I don't think it always falls apart.

[therainbowsheep]

In the end, unless you, and all the people who love you, and all the people who love them, and all the people who love them on and on ad infinitum die simultaneously, someone's always going to be left hurting. That's just the way of it.

[toohonest]

*shrugs* Perhaps.

[saint_raoul]

*faint almostamusion* Love is the most wonderful thing in the world. How could anyone not want it?

[toohonest]

*genuinely confused* It seems . . . unnecessary. Distracting. I do not understand.

[saint_raoul]

Distracting, perhaps, but not unnecessary. My life would be empty without my Náriel.

[toohonest]

*frowns slightly* If your life would be empty without -- forgive my saying so, sir, but that does not sound like much of a life. I am not in love, and my life is not empty at all.

[acrossandasong]

*tilts his head, seriously considering the question, then -- smiling, brightly* Falling in love makes people much happier than they ever thought they could be.

[toohonest]

It also causes pain, does it not? For instance, if harm comes to the other -- or if there is disagreement between the two. And it clouds the mind. Makes it difficult to think of other things. *a small, faintly amused smile* My brother has hardly touched his books in weeks.

[acrossandasong]

*shrugs slightly* I suppose I can't speak on anyone else's experience, but -- I believe that it is always worth it, if it's real. *and looks briefly amused* I think the initial inability to do anything else does fade, eventually.

[toohonest]

I certainly hope it does. *actually giggles, a rather sudden change from her solemn manner a moment before* It wouldn't do for the Czarevitch to be mooning about ignoring his studies for too long. But I am afraid I still do not understand.

[flameofrevolt]

I am quite certain I've no idea.

[toohonest]

Someone must be able to explain.

[flameofrevolt]

*thin smile -- she would know him well enough to know he's teasing* I suggest you ask Dmitri. Or possibly his Georges.

[toohonest]

*with exaggerated solemness* Oh, he won't say a word. He only blushes and pretends to be reading. Only last time the book was upside-down.