[The question hardly registers. Renoir offers a raised brow. But that is only because he is enjoying the safety this device provides; to be able to communicate with family without them seeing the emotions painted on his face.
What the question actually does is shake him to the core.]
Does it matter? You are who you are, Verso. And who you are matters to us.
[Your family.
Because as much as he sees the question, he cannot begin to answer it properly.]
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[A companion. A lover. A wife.]
That does not mean you cannot learn this experience, son.
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It can't, not here.
Then his gaze drops down, and he takes a moment before replying. ]
Do you think... any of us here are even allowed to change how we are?
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What the question actually does is shake him to the core.]
Does it matter? You are who you are, Verso. And who you are matters to us.
[Your family.
Because as much as he sees the question, he cannot begin to answer it properly.]