"My dear dove," Cassius added as his voice turned increasingly more esoteric, "Life advances with the passing of time, and time is the culmination of experiences. If all one experienced was pain, and pain was ceaseless, would time not pass by in units of blinks of an eye?"
May knew he was trying to speak in terms of hypotheticals, but from the depths of his endlessly blue gaze, she knew he was referring to himself. This subsequently made her remember all the different future routes she had glimpsed with her Innate Ability.
Her joyous countenance quickly darkened and transformed into something impossible to comprehend. Unless you had witnessed as many eventualities as she had, even Cassius couldn't glean her true thoughts or feelings.
