A desire like no other [open]
Oct 3, 2017 16:41:48 GMT
Post by sada on Oct 3, 2017 16:41:48 GMT
Even though that went from 0 to 100 in an instant, Sada didn't budge. He was well in control of his emotional state at the time and didn't want to get into a shouting match with the guy. That wouldn't solve anything, after all, Sada only saw the world through his eyes. "I know for sure that your passion might be warranted. I mean, to you, Digimon might be living and breathing things that you went on all sorts of adventures with. I won't trouble you with my drama, but it starts with being dragged into something with the idea of figuring it out on my own, which i would have done if you weren't around. So...." Sada would say as he put his feet up. " The conclusion I came up to is as natural as breathing. Mercenaries.....from my understanding... only care about money or profit. There is no need to work for free if there is nothing in it for you, surely you don't expect me to believe that a mercenary contract is based on kindness huh? Get Real!"
Taking his foot down, Sada would sit upright and match Ryouta's intense stare with his own. " You see..... your story right now.... only matters because you won. Every battle, every scar, you stand before me because you won. It's because you are strong, that's why you survived. For you to be molded in such a way, you probably experienced and gained a lot, naturally, you might have even taken a lot. If such a world exists which can casually just end the lives of others, where people can just insert their will upon others, I'll probably survive."