Nah, I'm fine with it. The uh, Northern attitude is kinda... [ Trying to pick a word here... ] awkward for me to deal with, but I've been in more awkward and delicate situations. I'll be okay.
...I guess I'm just not used to hearin' someone say stuff like that 'bout me.
Just keep in mind why it is the people act that way. Groveling and worship does not happen without a reason.
They are fearful. They're surrounded by a land that is dangerous, unable to defend for themselves against larger threats, and completely at the mercy of the magical if it ever visits their doorstep. They want to survive, but fear for their lives. So they do exactly as many people have done before them - they prostrate themselves if it means they and their families will be able to live.
Normally, the wizards of the North are not against playing God in these situations. Oz is a strong exception.
[As for Day...]
...Perhaps it's just a comment from one drifting soul to another, then.
I get that, so I'll try keepin' it in mind. Do you know what Oz's like? I've only heard he's the strongest wizard.
[ If he's not the kind to play god here, then Day has to wonder.
...One drifting soul to another, huh... ]
You know, we don't usually ever get thanked. [ Day figures Solomon knows what Day means by "we", here. ] Though I suppose that also means we can't be cursed when we end up playin' the villain in Creation's name, either.
[He shakes his head.] Nothing in detail. Only the stories I've heard from the villagers, and what little I've gleaned from the library.
[In Creation's name, though... that does get his face to tighten in displeasure. It's not as though Day has any ssy in the matter anymore, from the impression Solomon has gotten, but that just colors his distaste of the celestial further.]
Sometimes there are things we must do that still hold importance, even if no one will be aware. But... it certainly leaves a void, doesn't it?
[ Hmmm. Guess it'll be a mystery for a while longer. ]
For what it's worth, I ain't had to make those sorta decisions. [ "Yet" is left unsaid, and Day doesn't particularly wish to voice it. ] Sure heard stories from the older agents, though.
[ But as for what Solomon said... ]
Did you ever get used to it? [ Day wants to think he has, as if five years might have been enough time, but...
...Being here has been a reminder that it's not that easy. ]
I dunno, gettin' old? [ Infinitely so, apparently? ] Makin' those sorts of decisions. [ And all of what those things entail. ] I ain't got forever, but I do got a long time if I don't get myself killed early.
Makes you 'bout as old as the oldest members in the bureau.
[ Aside from Chejop Kejak, maybe, but the man's closer to 7000 than not and visibly (finally) in his twilight years. An exception rather than the rule. ]
Yikes. Don't go saying that out of the blue, I might feel faint.
[It's a joke, naturally, but it really is weird to think of other humans possibly living as long as he has.
He isn't sure if he'd want anyone else to go through it.]
To answer your question, though... No, I don't think you get used to it. Any aspect of it.
Rather... your reality just changes. Just like you don't live life the same as a teen as you did as a child, or as an adult... or, in our case, when we realized we were changed beyond the reach of a normal human life. Your emotions and how you see the world shift in a way that makes sense to your mind, and that's no different to someone very old.
The change can hurt. But that ache just turns to another part of the complicated tapestry that is your life. And the longer that tapestry weaves, the harder it is to see the entirety of it from the seat at the loom. Some get talented at remembering the landmarks, of course... others, not so much.
It's what you choose to do with the time in your immediate present that matters more.
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...I guess I'm just not used to hearin' someone say stuff like that 'bout me.
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They are fearful. They're surrounded by a land that is dangerous, unable to defend for themselves against larger threats, and completely at the mercy of the magical if it ever visits their doorstep. They want to survive, but fear for their lives. So they do exactly as many people have done before them - they prostrate themselves if it means they and their families will be able to live.
Normally, the wizards of the North are not against playing God in these situations. Oz is a strong exception.
[As for Day...]
...Perhaps it's just a comment from one drifting soul to another, then.
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[ If he's not the kind to play god here, then Day has to wonder.
...One drifting soul to another, huh... ]
You know, we don't usually ever get thanked. [ Day figures Solomon knows what Day means by "we", here. ] Though I suppose that also means we can't be cursed when we end up playin' the villain in Creation's name, either.
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[In Creation's name, though... that does get his face to tighten in displeasure. It's not as though Day has any ssy in the matter anymore, from the impression Solomon has gotten, but that just colors his distaste of the celestial further.]
Sometimes there are things we must do that still hold importance, even if no one will be aware. But... it certainly leaves a void, doesn't it?
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For what it's worth, I ain't had to make those sorta decisions. [ "Yet" is left unsaid, and Day doesn't particularly wish to voice it. ] Sure heard stories from the older agents, though.
[ But as for what Solomon said... ]
Did you ever get used to it? [ Day wants to think he has, as if five years might have been enough time, but...
...Being here has been a reminder that it's not that easy. ]
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To which part?
[The age? The decision making? The Void? There's a lot here to work with and all of the answers are not very fun.]
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From how he has to pause and think his answer over, that's a hard question - or, at least, not one he's used to being asked on the regular.
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I don't know if I'd call it that. "Getting used to it."
How old are you now, Day? Do you still remember?
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[ Surprise! He's still normal person-aged. ]
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And how old do you think a human has to be before they start forgetting their age?
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[ To put it mildly, anyway. ]
So I guess a few centuries?
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How old do you believe I am, now that you're asking me this?
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[ Guess who found out a thing. ]
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[He only has two people that know that number but theyre both chatterbugs.]
It's higher, but I'll accept that as close enough.
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[ Aside from Chejop Kejak, maybe, but the man's closer to 7000 than not and visibly (finally) in his twilight years. An exception rather than the rule. ]
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[It's a joke, naturally, but it really is weird to think of other humans possibly living as long as he has.
He isn't sure if he'd want anyone else to go through it.]
To answer your question, though... No, I don't think you get used to it. Any aspect of it.
Rather... your reality just changes. Just like you don't live life the same as a teen as you did as a child, or as an adult... or, in our case, when we realized we were changed beyond the reach of a normal human life. Your emotions and how you see the world shift in a way that makes sense to your mind, and that's no different to someone very old.
The change can hurt. But that ache just turns to another part of the complicated tapestry that is your life. And the longer that tapestry weaves, the harder it is to see the entirety of it from the seat at the loom. Some get talented at remembering the landmarks, of course... others, not so much.
It's what you choose to do with the time in your immediate present that matters more.