“…Hatw od I od, Leah?”
The day was a busy, but fruitful one, getting the Blade ready. It should be set for Nichol soon. The projects for the World Fair ought to be ready as well. It will be great for their ideas to be out there, maybe earn the interest of Liminal! I’m happy to have lent a hand where I could.
As I was going about my day, I had come across Midnight working on his project. Originally it was us speaking of the projects, but as time went on, we spoke about home, food, and other things. Once more, I was brought a question I just don’t know the answer to: What do I want for myself? I know what I want to do for the Crew: give it my all for them, and I know I want to be a part of greater and greater inventions and projects. But… What do I want for myself?
I’m a stranger to love. Where I am from, I was to have my role in population, as few men there are among my species. It was a duty, and thus I did not find the concept of being with another appealing. But in Liminal, I'm not bound by that duty. I can be with who my heart feels is right, so love who I wish to love… but how do I go about this? How do I know what my heart wants, when I don’t even know?
Midnight intends to take me to places where I can talk to people and figure it out… And yet I’m not sure. There are those among the crew I know I’ve felt differently to, but I don’t want to bother them. They have more important things to do, I’m sure. I don’t want to waste their time.