[If Viktor notices the Nomad's surprise, he doesn't show it--though that's easy, given the fact that neither of their faces (or, in Viktor's case, his mask) betrays very little. He is aware, though, of everyone's general perception of him. How they don't know how deeply he cares for this place, despite actively separating himself from humanity.
But he knows that the Nomad understands. They're not so different, in their need to be alone.
This is not the first time someone has expressed this kind of sentiment to him, and he finds himself once again wishing he could have done something for Formahault, back when it might have mattered for the people there. All he can do now is press forward, and hope that one day he will realize the dream of restoring this place.]
Despite everything, our power is limited. There are still mysteries I have been unable to solve.
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But he knows that the Nomad understands. They're not so different, in their need to be alone.
This is not the first time someone has expressed this kind of sentiment to him, and he finds himself once again wishing he could have done something for Formahault, back when it might have mattered for the people there. All he can do now is press forward, and hope that one day he will realize the dream of restoring this place.]
Despite everything, our power is limited. There are still mysteries I have been unable to solve.
[The sentience of the automatons, for one thing.]