Celestia laughed again. Without spite, this time, or judgement. “It’s exactly as I said. You’re so fresh, your spirits aren’t weighed down with the inevitability of eons. Live as long as we have, and all decisions begin to weigh the same. There is no need to fight against oppression, because you know it will end in time. There is no reason to struggle too hard for joy, because you know there will always be another opportunity. That perfect soulmate will walk through the door again, if you wait. Every terrible regime will grind itself to dust, every horror expires.”