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[fruktansvard]

[ Up Fabian meanders in his slow placid sort of way. He drapes his arms over the podium and links those bony fingers for a moment before deciding this question would be best delivered around a cigarette. Once that's been taken care of, he goes back to previous posture. ]

Do you fear death; do you long for it? Does death inspire a curiosity or a paralysis within your thoughts? Have you put great thought in to after death? Do you have your own personal belief?

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[lych_o_learning]

[His brow creases into a frown and he stares at Fabian. He honestly doesn't remember the last time someone said something to him so akin to a trick question. With the previous irritation still lingering, he has the sudden desire to shut up about his goals entirely, but... Curiosity has always been his downfall. And, on the offchance this man has useful relevant information, wouldn't he be the fool for not hearing it?]

[Then there is the small dilemma that in not hearing his criticism, he has no idea what he is defending. His frown deepens and the silence stretches.]

[Eventually, he breathes and begins. Slowly, watching the man's reactions to try and preemptively guess where the 'fault' lies and defend it.] I need to gather my findings first. Ensure it can be understood by the people I'm giving it to. Make sure they understand it. Make sure they regulate it... [Somehow. Another organisational body, perhaps. Such work, but... thoughts for another time.] Undoubtably some people will need more educating than others, but I have time.

[fruktansvard]

[ From what he gathered on their initial conversation, this man does not particularly care or even really like mankind that much. Not a judgement, really, as there is plenty to be displeased over when it comes to the world and its people. It's just... and perhaps he asked the wrong question to begin with... witchcraft, magic, these things are shadowy and should not be brought to light. Society will not accept it in whole. Never. Society barely accepts scientific fact. The audience is too broad.

So what is it that inspires such a desire? He lets his thoughts wander for a moment but gets brought back by But I have time. The red glows as he exhales a ploom of smoke.

He weighs whether his input is worth the time at all as of right now, and decides - no. The trust isn't there. Not yet, anyway. ]

Undoubtedly. [ A brief moment ] Well, I wish you well on your quest. Please avoid misunderstanding that statement for anything but what it is, as it is exactly what I said and nothing more.

[lych_o_learning]

[Lichtenstein's frown deepens. No, this won't do. It's highly unsatisfactory. What if it becomes something that nags at him, interrupting far more important thoughts?]

That's it?

[fruktansvard]

If you want to educate me on your ambition so that I may keep myself from making further assumptions, you'll have to do so. You do not, however.

I doubt this will be the last interaction we have. And so, at some point perhaps there will be enough trust that you we can have an engaging conversation and I wont be walking on egg shells during it.

I don't sugarcoat things, but I also don't hold a desire for unnecessary rudeness.

[lych_o_learning]

[The frown holds until he realises he's still frowning and his facial muscles relax.]

Very well. I hope you find the answers on death that you're looking for.

[fruktansvard]

[ There's a smile. You assume he's looking for anything other than thoughts from people, but that's just fine. ] Indeed.

Until we meet again, älskling. [ he couldn't help that last bit. ]