[Serph had heard Jean's approach, but it hadn't seemed significant until now. He turns his gaze to Jean, staring straight into his eyes, before he shakes his head and responds in an even voice.]
I have never seen the sky until now.
[He'd only known what it's supposed to look like. He has memories of a sky, a clear blue one, fleeting when he tries to grasp at it. Tilting his head, he asks the stranger.]
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I have never seen the sky until now.
[He'd only known what it's supposed to look like. He has memories of a sky, a clear blue one, fleeting when he tries to grasp at it. Tilting his head, he asks the stranger.]
Is this Nirvana?