[Terra doesn't like that answer, if only because she is determined to control her own fate. Her inhuman gaze fixates on the woman before she turns and leaves once more.]
Who is to say..
[Her voice is light, fluttering upon the wind as she walks away.
You shouldn't end conversations like that.
The voice prods at her thoughts. The Esper can do as she pleases as she has always done.]
no subject
Who is to say..
[Her voice is light, fluttering upon the wind as she walks away.
You shouldn't end conversations like that.
The voice prods at her thoughts. The Esper can do as she pleases as she has always done.]