"I know what scripture is," he says benignly, "though I can't say I know anybody named John." He runs a hand through his hair a bit awkwardly. "Where I come from, people mostly worship the Light," he says. "I was never really much into that, but when you're surrounded by it your whole life, it kind of permeates." He still swears to Light when things go wrong, or thanks it when they go right (not that that's happened much in the past decade or so); he guesses you don't really have to be pious for a religion to ingrain itself in your life.
He waves a hand then, realizing belatedly he may have sounded rude, and while Axel is many things, he's rarely rude without explicit intent to piss someone else off.
"Ah, that is..." He shakes his head. "I mean, don't stop on my account or anything. I don't really get it, but I think it's kind of interesting, learning that sort of thing about other places." He scoops up another handful of slimy leaves, something of a peace offering, and spreads them over the face of the next corpse in the scattered lineup. "I don't really have anything to say over these guys, but I think it's... I dunno, kinda nice that other people might."
❪ introlog #4 ❫ HISTORY LESSON - Jean Valjean
Axel nods slowly.
"I know what scripture is," he says benignly, "though I can't say I know anybody named John." He runs a hand through his hair a bit awkwardly. "Where I come from, people mostly worship the Light," he says. "I was never really much into that, but when you're surrounded by it your whole life, it kind of permeates." He still swears to Light when things go wrong, or thanks it when they go right (not that that's happened much in the past decade or so); he guesses you don't really have to be pious for a religion to ingrain itself in your life.
He waves a hand then, realizing belatedly he may have sounded rude, and while Axel is many things, he's rarely rude without explicit intent to piss someone else off.
"Ah, that is..." He shakes his head. "I mean, don't stop on my account or anything. I don't really get it, but I think it's kind of interesting, learning that sort of thing about other places." He scoops up another handful of slimy leaves, something of a peace offering, and spreads them over the face of the next corpse in the scattered lineup. "I don't really have anything to say over these guys, but I think it's... I dunno, kinda nice that other people might."