[Thanks bro, u da best...when you're not teasing him, that is.]
Mostly about Dunamis, for personal reasons. I'm afraid I was a little selfish during my time there. I spent most of it speaking to the warriors of Sharnaath about life down on the surface.
[A slight pause.] It's not that the warriors of Sharnaath are any less proficient than the warriors in Verens. If anything, the Otherworlders are more than a match for them. [There's no visual, but the frown that Lu Meng's wearing right now can be heard in the melancholy dip his voice has taken.]
I suppose I miss it. Being part of an army. Here, we come together every now and then to discuss the important matters, but then we separate and go our own lives. We don't train together on a daily basis or practice different army formations. We're a band of individuals that desire to protect a city and its people. There's nothing wrong with that, and I'm glad that the city has its defenders.
But we're not a single unit. We mostly act independently - while that achieves the same objective of keeping the people safe, we don't--...[It's hard to explain the small nuances, and Lu Meng's already failed to explain himself to Edea. He takes a sharp inhale, trying to collect and distill these abstract thoughts and emotions into something more concrete.] We fight alongside each other in a group, but not as one group.
[A frustrated sigh.] I'm sorry. You know I'm terrible at expressing my emotions. I'm not even sure what I'm talking about anymore. I'm not saying I don't trust you or the others, or that I trust the people of Sharnaath more. But Sharnaath is more like my home than any other place I've seen since I've entered this world. [If Alvin remembers, Lu Meng has spent nearly half his life as a member of the military. That probably explains the whole homesick thing he's having right now, and his next quiet admission.] The people down below live harsh lives compared to the people on this island, but so did my people as well. I really felt like I belonged down there.
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Mostly about Dunamis, for personal reasons. I'm afraid I was a little selfish during my time there. I spent most of it speaking to the warriors of Sharnaath about life down on the surface.
[A slight pause.] It's not that the warriors of Sharnaath are any less proficient than the warriors in Verens. If anything, the Otherworlders are more than a match for them. [There's no visual, but the frown that Lu Meng's wearing right now can be heard in the melancholy dip his voice has taken.]
I suppose I miss it. Being part of an army. Here, we come together every now and then to discuss the important matters, but then we separate and go our own lives. We don't train together on a daily basis or practice different army formations. We're a band of individuals that desire to protect a city and its people. There's nothing wrong with that, and I'm glad that the city has its defenders.
But we're not a single unit. We mostly act independently - while that achieves the same objective of keeping the people safe, we don't--...[It's hard to explain the small nuances, and Lu Meng's already failed to explain himself to Edea. He takes a sharp inhale, trying to collect and distill these abstract thoughts and emotions into something more concrete.] We fight alongside each other in a group, but not as one group.
[A frustrated sigh.] I'm sorry. You know I'm terrible at expressing my emotions. I'm not even sure what I'm talking about anymore. I'm not saying I don't trust you or the others, or that I trust the people of Sharnaath more. But Sharnaath is more like my home than any other place I've seen since I've entered this world. [If Alvin remembers, Lu Meng has spent nearly half his life as a member of the military. That probably explains the whole homesick thing he's having right now, and his next quiet admission.] The people down below live harsh lives compared to the people on this island, but so did my people as well. I really felt like I belonged down there.