Ah, yes. I've already heard all about guns. I can only imagine what a world full of those looks like.
[ He doesn't say what his first instinct was, which was his own personal desire to get his hands on one and bring it back to his home world. How quickly would the war be over if they came forward with new technology and mowed through the opposing armies? Their deaths would be quick, brutal, distasteful, but fewer people would die in the long run.
That's what he thought at first. Now that he's had more time to think about it, he's dwelled on the long-term ramifications of such technology. Yes, they would be useful in his own hands, but then they would be in everyone's hands. The ability to kill another at your fingertips, without having to personally draw the arrow or plunge your knife into their side, the intimacy of death -- it's a dangerous thing. Perhaps Ange's world is at peacetime, but it may be the more dangerous one anyway. ]
Probably not an easy world to live in. That's the thing about arrows -- it takes many to fell someone. I usually shoot three in a row, just to make sure. [ Speaking of arrows -- he passes her one, so she can continue to practice. ] What kind of trouble did you get into, exactly?
[ He's curious. Is it the normal troubles and travails of a schoolgirl, or something more? He's met precious few here who haven't been dealing with problems of their own back home. ]
no worries, this honestly doesn't even register as late to me!!!
[ He doesn't say what his first instinct was, which was his own personal desire to get his hands on one and bring it back to his home world. How quickly would the war be over if they came forward with new technology and mowed through the opposing armies? Their deaths would be quick, brutal, distasteful, but fewer people would die in the long run.
That's what he thought at first. Now that he's had more time to think about it, he's dwelled on the long-term ramifications of such technology. Yes, they would be useful in his own hands, but then they would be in everyone's hands. The ability to kill another at your fingertips, without having to personally draw the arrow or plunge your knife into their side, the intimacy of death -- it's a dangerous thing. Perhaps Ange's world is at peacetime, but it may be the more dangerous one anyway. ]
Probably not an easy world to live in. That's the thing about arrows -- it takes many to fell someone. I usually shoot three in a row, just to make sure. [ Speaking of arrows -- he passes her one, so she can continue to practice. ] What kind of trouble did you get into, exactly?
[ He's curious. Is it the normal troubles and travails of a schoolgirl, or something more? He's met precious few here who haven't been dealing with problems of their own back home. ]