You're going to be...really proud when you see how big my paper city has gotten. It's even...even better because I've been building it together with so many people.
I heard you've been working hard on it. There's nothing more precious in the whole world, you know. The things you build with the people that you care about. It seems like you've already got that all figured out.
[He reaches into his sleeve and after a moment of digging, pulls out Yu's glasses, holding them out carefully. They're spotless! He's been very gentle with them.]
[ ... not that Yu thought Justice would do any different, but seeing them so well taken care of does something to his poor heart. Carefully, he takes them. ]
... would you like to know what these mean to me, Justice?
[ He'll gesture, so they can go find a seat somewhere. ]
Remember how I told you these glasses have no prescription? That's because these glasses are meant to help me see something a little more abstract.
[ Once they're sitting down, he'll open the arms of the glasses, but he doesn't put them on. He just turns them over in his hands, slow and thoughtful. ]
I guess the easiest way to describe it would be to say that these glasses help you see the truth.
Tough to imagine, right? A desire to turn away from the truth, and live in ignorance... back home, it manifested in the form of a thick fog. If you were stuck in it, you couldn't see more than an inch in front of your face, and it would make you tired, too. But with these glasses on... you could see as clearly as if there weren't any fog at all.
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[He agrees with enthusiasm.]
You're going to be...really proud when you see how big my paper city has gotten. It's even...even better because I've been building it together with so many people.
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I'm still learning...but, I'm doing my best.
[He reaches into his sleeve and after a moment of digging, pulls out Yu's glasses, holding them out carefully. They're spotless! He's been very gentle with them.]
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... would you like to know what these mean to me, Justice?
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[ He'll gesture, so they can go find a seat somewhere. ]
Remember how I told you these glasses have no prescription? That's because these glasses are meant to help me see something a little more abstract.
[ Once they're sitting down, he'll open the arms of the glasses, but he doesn't put them on. He just turns them over in his hands, slow and thoughtful. ]
I guess the easiest way to describe it would be to say that these glasses help you see the truth.
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Tough to imagine, right? A desire to turn away from the truth, and live in ignorance... back home, it manifested in the form of a thick fog. If you were stuck in it, you couldn't see more than an inch in front of your face, and it would make you tired, too. But with these glasses on... you could see as clearly as if there weren't any fog at all.
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That's right. These glasses helped us save people who had become trapped in the fog.
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