"Can it really be called bravery if you don't have a choice..?"
It's a question for the universe as much as it is for her. It's not the first time he's been called brave. Maybe he is, but what does that mean when the alternative to bravery is death, literal or otherwise. He could have stayed in Octo Valley. He could have walked away from Kamabo without his memories or his freedom. He could leave his people to their fate, forgotten underground in their zombified state. He could get a job here and bought the umbrella and faced the idea that he was torn from his important work to give out samples. Or he could turn into an octopus and hide under the shelves past closing and wait out the rain all night if he had to.
He can't pretend any of those feel like real choices.
"You have a certain look in your eye. It's a look like...crashing waves eroding rock. It reminds me so much of my captain that...I guess when you say you aren't special, I have a hard time believing it."
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It's a question for the universe as much as it is for her. It's not the first time he's been called brave. Maybe he is, but what does that mean when the alternative to bravery is death, literal or otherwise. He could have stayed in Octo Valley. He could have walked away from Kamabo without his memories or his freedom. He could leave his people to their fate, forgotten underground in their zombified state. He could get a job here and bought the umbrella and faced the idea that he was torn from his important work to give out samples. Or he could turn into an octopus and hide under the shelves past closing and wait out the rain all night if he had to.
He can't pretend any of those feel like real choices.
"You have a certain look in your eye. It's a look like...crashing waves eroding rock. It reminds me so much of my captain that...I guess when you say you aren't special, I have a hard time believing it."