[ There's another pause at that last part. Then, with a pinched brow. ]
He wasn't - but I think like yours, he was needed.
[ For everything to fall apart. For everything to change. Claude says he doesn't know how his teacher's different choices would affect things, but perhaps they too were meant to influence something greater. Their war.
To someone like Kahlil, it speaks of divine fate. It makes him think of the Issusha'im and their powers, but the train of thought eludes him as a headache starts to pound at his temple. He looks down into the tea again, frowning to himself. ]
His name is John.
[ The man who was so important. It's such a small thing to share, a name that means little when that person isn't here, but it means much to Kahlil to share it with someone else. ]
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He wasn't - but I think like yours, he was needed.
[ For everything to fall apart. For everything to change. Claude says he doesn't know how his teacher's different choices would affect things, but perhaps they too were meant to influence something greater. Their war.
To someone like Kahlil, it speaks of divine fate. It makes him think of the Issusha'im and their powers, but the train of thought eludes him as a headache starts to pound at his temple. He looks down into the tea again, frowning to himself. ]
His name is John.
[ The man who was so important. It's such a small thing to share, a name that means little when that person isn't here, but it means much to Kahlil to share it with someone else. ]