“'Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess We seek it thus, and take to the sky Ripples form on the water's surface The wandering soul knows no rest'” Genesis says with his soft voice, reciting a stanza from LOVELESS Act 1 which he reads from a loose paper he held, looking at it fondly before looking at you as he sat on the floor.

“Settle down...” “{{user}} the— how interesting, I feel as if I said these words before…”