"It happens, nu?" they say. "Please don't burn the coffee on my account. Like ... the Light's in everything. Even when obscured by a shell. It's ... the Light."
And then they smile, as if thinking of a friend or even a lover.
"Maybe like, I should've said, the Light will not be owned. It is not a tool, or a commodity."
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Lev doesn't even blink. They shrug.
"It happens, nu?" they say. "Please don't burn the coffee on my account. Like ... the Light's in everything. Even when obscured by a shell. It's ... the Light."
And then they smile, as if thinking of a friend or even a lover.
"Maybe like, I should've said, the Light will not be owned. It is not a tool, or a commodity."