Still.
"Well, we don't. Maybe back when the War started different planets had animals that could be trained to fight, but I don't know and at any rate, a natural animal is nothing like a youma no matter how weird they may have looked."
Snorting a little and brushing her hair from her face, Ogygia kept her opinions to herself as to right or wrong sides. It wasn't her place to make decrees and she was wel aware that she was more than a bit biased in the matter. Even so, her eyes went wide with a kind of fear at the idea of him asking his superior anything. She might not have the memories, but she still had the emotional baggage from her time spent in the darkness. Reaching out a hand, she gripped him shoulder and squeezed.
"Please," she whispered. "Please be so so careful who you talk to and what you ask of them. The Negaverse doesn't like questions. They like free-thinking and doubt within their ranks even less. Be careful."
Pausing for a moment as if considering, the knight turned her wrist up to reveal a ragged looking scar for his inspection. A little more than hand-length, it shone in the moonlight. And even with a cursory glance it was clear that whatever had made the cut, it hadn't been anything so straight and clean-cutting as a blade.
"I don't remember much. But I know this was given to me for daring to think and question. I think it was an opening for worse things being done to me. Just... just be careful and sure of the people you talk to."
Looking at the old scar, Ogygia's face twisted a little as if she wanted to cry, only what was there, exactly to cry about since she couldn't remember? Picking up a bunny, she buried her face in it's chilly fur.
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