[ Ranger's hearing is better than that of a human, and so if he listens carefully he can hear the chirps as well. That's right, it's about the time when they would be hatching. It's surprising that new life could be made in purgatory, but then it's also not when when trees grow just as well. ]
Sure. We can always come back around to the plants. It's not like they're going anywhere.
[ It'll might be harder to approach the birds later though. He'll change the trajectory of his footsteps now, starting in what he hopes is the direction of where he thinks he heard the sound coming from. ]
[this far off, it's hard to tell if they're actual birds or if it's some video someone is playing, but hope blooms in her chest for them. if they really are new life, she'll be delighted, but she's been disappointed in the past, thinking someone might have encountered a kitten and discovering it was just on someone's phone.
perhaps that's why she's not charging ahead, but trying to stay close to Ranger, as if seeking to extend the time they spent on the journey. anticipation can be so easily dashed, after all.]
[ It's hard to say, but with each step they get closer to the sound. It's taking them past the boundary of the forest, where branches and grass and other pieces of nature crunch beneath their feet. He wonders if they ever nest on the school or the dorms. It's not uncommon for birds to be found hiding on roofs and in drains, and a lucky few may even find their way inside.
He keeps his voice low as they carry on, not wanting to add much more noise than they already are, offering conversation to pass the time, ]
You ever had a dream that you didn't wanna wake up from?
Often enough. But I always do - either my alarm wakes me or my body does.
[and there were enough dreams that held on too tight, that she fled from. dreams were odd things, brought up from the very spirit, and never quite aligned well enough with reality.]
[ That's all that March was in the end, albeit he believes that more wished to awaken from their dreams than not. Still, had the dust not settled in the forest and sickness begun to seep it, it might have been possible for those trapped to be within their dream worlds for the rest of time. If they waited long enough, maybe the sort of dream that they wished for would come. ]
Hm... Yeah, it's not like you really get a choice in the matter. Kinda mean-spirited, don'tchya think?
[ It's like a taste of what you desire yet can't have. He doesn't have to worry about such things not normally. ]
So if you had the option to not wake up, would you take it?
[ That is, would it be better to live in a dream world than the real one? ]
No. Eventually, one does have to get up - if I kept dreaming forever, I'd wither away without doing anything real, without actually trying. It would be an utter waste of a life, even if it would be easier.
[what is easy isn't always the best for you. what is difficult sometimes must be fought for. you have to wake up, in the end.]
Would you keep dreaming? I won't judge if our answers are different.
[ After all, what is life if not an attempt to find a lasting happiness? By the same token, if it weren't that ideal it wouldn't be worth keeping. Still, he thinks that most people would share Helena's view. ]
If it's a good dream, then I won't even be aware that it is one, so I could just be happy without questioning it. Not a half bad deal, though for most people the effect would be ruined the second they had to accept that it was fake.
[ Accept being the key word there. Who would up and believe it if they were up and told that everything in front of them was fake? ]
That depends on if you can convince them, right? People like to gravitate towards what is beautiful, even if it's a lie...what makes them feel best, what they can draw strength from.
[she shrugs, thinking that it could only work if there were little discrepancies. no happiness without unhappiness, or how would it be measured?]
If your dream is convincing enough, who's to say that's not your reality to stay?
Right... That's the problem, ain't it? Perception is reality, so as long as you believe it anything can be.
[ There's a philosophical debate to have about what constitutes reality and what is a part of it, but from a raw psychological standpoint reality is nothing more than how a person perceives the world. It makes it all that much more important to approach them where they stand.
He sets the thought aside for a moment. The sound of chirping is louder now. His footsteps slow, then stop as he mumbles, ]
It sounds like they should be somewhere around here.
[she stops with him, turning her head one way and then another. she doesn't hear another person, so that must mean...unless someone left a recording somewhere, which wouldn't be out of line for Yogen, but if they're real, that means Ranger can see them. Ranger, who needed to see the seasons. what better way to take in spring?]
Look upwards, and see if anything looks out of place. It might be hidden...I've read of that in the past.
[ He places his hand to his forehead, using it as a visor as he looks up and around to see if he can pinpoint the location better. It takes several seconds, but eventually he spots something out off the ordinary. ]
... Ah, it looks like there's something in the tree directly to the left of us. It's kinda hard to tell if it's what we're looking for with all the leaves covering it, but it's messy enough.
[to the left!! she can follow that, and turns to it, even lifting her cane so that the sound doesn't interrupt what they're listening for. a wide look of joy crosses her features, and she beckons Ranger.]
If it looks sturdy enough to you, climb the tree and peek in.
[this is an exploration for him, after all. she won't be able to enjoy what's there in the same capacity, but bringing him happiness, a new experience...that's something she treasures.]
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[little birds chirp in a different key - higher, a little sharper - but any birds would feel like a marvel, truly springtime come to Yogen.]
I know we said we were going to see the plants, but if you hear it at all...could we change our plans and follow it?
[the whole idea of being out today was life, after all. and if there are small birds, then that's even more certainly something to admire.
there's a tiny, tiny pang in her heart when she thinks of Keigo's doves. wherever they went, she hopes they are well.]
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Sure. We can always come back around to the plants. It's not like they're going anywhere.
[ It'll might be harder to approach the birds later though. He'll change the trajectory of his footsteps now, starting in what he hopes is the direction of where he thinks he heard the sound coming from. ]
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perhaps that's why she's not charging ahead, but trying to stay close to Ranger, as if seeking to extend the time they spent on the journey. anticipation can be so easily dashed, after all.]
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He keeps his voice low as they carry on, not wanting to add much more noise than they already are, offering conversation to pass the time, ]
You ever had a dream that you didn't wanna wake up from?
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[and there were enough dreams that held on too tight, that she fled from. dreams were odd things, brought up from the very spirit, and never quite aligned well enough with reality.]
I try to remember them as best I can.
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Hm... Yeah, it's not like you really get a choice in the matter. Kinda mean-spirited, don'tchya think?
[ It's like a taste of what you desire yet can't have. He doesn't have to worry about such things not normally. ]
So if you had the option to not wake up, would you take it?
[ That is, would it be better to live in a dream world than the real one? ]
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[what is easy isn't always the best for you. what is difficult sometimes must be fought for. you have to wake up, in the end.]
Would you keep dreaming? I won't judge if our answers are different.
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[ After all, what is life if not an attempt to find a lasting happiness? By the same token, if it weren't that ideal it wouldn't be worth keeping. Still, he thinks that most people would share Helena's view. ]
If it's a good dream, then I won't even be aware that it is one, so I could just be happy without questioning it. Not a half bad deal, though for most people the effect would be ruined the second they had to accept that it was fake.
[ Accept being the key word there. Who would up and believe it if they were up and told that everything in front of them was fake? ]
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[she shrugs, thinking that it could only work if there were little discrepancies. no happiness without unhappiness, or how would it be measured?]
If your dream is convincing enough, who's to say that's not your reality to stay?
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[ There's a philosophical debate to have about what constitutes reality and what is a part of it, but from a raw psychological standpoint reality is nothing more than how a person perceives the world. It makes it all that much more important to approach them where they stand.
He sets the thought aside for a moment. The sound of chirping is louder now. His footsteps slow, then stop as he mumbles, ]
It sounds like they should be somewhere around here.
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Look upwards, and see if anything looks out of place. It might be hidden...I've read of that in the past.
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... Ah, it looks like there's something in the tree directly to the left of us. It's kinda hard to tell if it's what we're looking for with all the leaves covering it, but it's messy enough.
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If it looks sturdy enough to you, climb the tree and peek in.
[this is an exploration for him, after all. she won't be able to enjoy what's there in the same capacity, but bringing him happiness, a new experience...that's something she treasures.]