Aiesha seemed to enjoy the compliments, thanking him with a sweetness in her voice. Though the moment would pass for them both, it still left soft feelings hiding away in his gut like that of butterflies.

A lightness felt in his very being that hadn't quite been there before. But just like her, he shook off the slight tension that came from such an encounter, choosing to instead listen to what else she had to say.

Very much so. I have always wondered what the rest of this world was like, but came swept up in this place without many other options. Maybe now that the world has been in a sense reborn, it will be even more beautiful. Even more ready to reveal what it has to offer. Maybe even I will one day get to see it with fresh eyes.

Ra looked to Aiesha with a curious and soft expression, uncommon for one such as a Mazoi. Strange to think about, but a concept that was foreign to him at the time. What do you wish to see? What do you wish for yourself? Perhaps a question too personal to answer.

Yet there was something about her that he wished to know more of. A quiet sense of strength and independence flowed from her. The kind that was silently waiting to burst forth. But did she have the courage to release it? To welcome it?