Vangelos hurried along after the others, who had already surpassed him despite his little head start. It felt strange to run from a creature who had no malice toward them yet was intent on pursuing them and everything else aboard the ship for that matter. He wished he could talk with the goo-girl a bit more, and perhaps better understand her and her motives. Maybe he would be able to get through to her and convince her that there was something wrong in her choices . . . then again there was also the possibility that he was blind to the truth instead.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">There are so many questions and mysteries that I don't understand. Who is this Akasha she spoke of? Is being absorbed by her the real fate of this universe? Is that how life is destined to end? Or is it merely a new beginning? Why is Kuro Purrin so set on this view that things must be this way?</span>Vangelos thought to himself as he fretted over these questions with no answers, and only more seemed to bubble to the surface the more he dwell on the subject. Though he knew eventually the only way he would get the answers would be to confront Kuro-Puurin herself. But right now others needed him, and he couldn't concern himself with selfish thinking.