Hearing that was a bit surprising — he seemed to be someone who had seen a lot, someone who had grown past letting emotions run rampant for the weariness they left afterward. Numb, but wise, from whatever he'd been through. Though a sliver of it brushed the moonlight, Aichi felt some hope he'd never reach such a point, not for real.
But like him, this man had someone who reached out, no matter how hard he pushed back, how tightly he might curl into refusal and isolation. Hopefully, they were able to meet one another at a middle ground and connect.
Truthfully, as spoken, it bothered him to be here, doing nothing, being powerless. Those were frustrations that bore through his brain and corroded sanity once before, a path walked once and retrodden — a cliff he was unwilling to drop over for a third time. To be utterly helpless was maddening, but simultaneously, it was so naturally human. A small being that could do little alone, but stand in infinite defiance and resistance, even if their body and spirit might burn out, should their resilience hold out. To overturn the impossible into a miracle.
As futile as it might feel, they couldn't rule out rebelling against the sky and making life here their own. Even a dream, even a sliver — he was sure there were those who had turned over even more incomprehensible odds. "That's all anyone needs: a reason. And we can hope they find that reason, and happiness in it. Life is so precious, we've been gifted something so special — some are unjustly arduous, the idea of someone suffering tremendously through their short time fills me is devastating.
But they still cling on, for that reason, and I'd cheer them on to seize it full, make it their own and become their happiest. From where they were born, here, wherever they may go. There's nowhere that reason and comfort can't reach".