<span style="color: #660066">“Well that’s... great. Coming from a world where your worth is measured by how much work you can do before you die to a world where there’s nothing to do.” </span>She blushed a little and shook her gear.<span style="color: #660066"> “I’ve never been told I had a pretty voice. I don’t know how good I’d be at singing. And it’s a little weird being told that by a bir- never mind. So a museum is like a bank for storing things to learn about? I guess that makes sense.”</span>She looked up at the roof of the vehicle and nodded.<span style="color: #660066">“I’ve always hated my goddess. I don’t even know why. I can’t remember why. I’ve met her... I swear I’ve spoken to Elune face to face and yet... all I want to do is look up at the moon and scream fuck you.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>